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"What have I ever done to end up in this messed up life of mine. I'm just wish it would all end. No mor pain, no more suffering, no more lying to my daughter. Just a free mind and nothing else."
Those were the last words from my mothers Journal. It had been five years since my life was crushed by my mother taking her life, but it has also been five years since my new life began. She ending all her pain, and suffering that she was going throught, but I was to stupid to realize what was happening
Everyday the same thing would happen. Her perfectly applied makeup would be dragged down her beautiful skin. I would alway's ask her if 'everything was fine?' but she would always reply with a small nod or weak smile. She alway's said it was the rain, and considering I live in London and it rained a lot I believed it.
Sot ehn after I would go back to my business, and she woiuld ran along upstairs.......It was just like a daily routine. Don't get me wrong I was worried sick about her, but she would blow it off. I asked her about the bruises on her arms, legs, and even sometimes her face, but she always say that she fell. My parents were separated because my father was an aggrestive man when he was under the influence.
I wanted to believe that my mother fine but I couldn't. I didn't understand until one day.....that one day that will be burned into my skull until the day I die.
I was coming home from school early because my school power had went how because of a god awful storm. I had just reached my door and was looking for my key, that's when I heard what sounded like my mother crying out for help. I quickly found my key and opened the door.
I just wish I could have erased my mind clear of what I saw.
My mother....she was pinned down on the ground by my father. No clothes on either of them, but her being rapped wasn't the worst part. He....he had a sliver knife partly stabbed into her side.
I don't know what came over me, but soo n I found myself lunging at him with every thing I had. I had him pinned on the ground. It was quite easly because he was drunk and could barely speak. My mum quickly put some clothes on and ran to the kitchen to get some aid and call the police.
I still had Rick (My "father") pinned down on the ground. I had just noticed that he still didn't have any clothes on. I quickly got off, but he was still pinned down. He looked up at me with a gross look on his face.
He then said "Don't worry my little Dyana, this is going to be your future sweety." he smirked as I cringed at that name.
"Don't you ever talk to me or my mom like that ever again you nasty fucking excuse for a father!" I snapped in his face.
That was the last thing I remembered, The rest pained me to remember anymore than I did. It took many many month's but I had forgotten what had happen.
There was still one memory that I wouldn't EVER to be able to get rid of and that's the day I found my mother.
I was home at my regular time, but my mom wasn't there. Her car was in the driveway but her body was no where. I decided to giver e a little time and see if she showed up.
-ONE HOUR LATER-
I was now freaking out because she wasn't home. Many thought's ran throught my head. What if Rick got out of jail? What if she is being raped by one of Rick's "friends"? I called her name once more but her nothing but the eco of my voice
I went to look upstairs to see if she was taking one of her one shower's she takes to realise stress from work.
I knocked on the door and I heard nothing. I then slowly opened the door, but saw the most horried sight I have ever seen in my life.
Red......i-it was everywhere. Puddles and puddles of it. Some had shapes drawen into them like hearts, and flowers, etc...
I looked down to see the worst of all of it. I saw my mother lifeless on the bathroom floor. She had slits on her wrists, and legs. The was only one slit the stoo out the most. The one right below her chin, right on her neck. Blood was still pouring out, and that's when I dropped to my knee's and started to sob uncontrolably. I looks up at the sink and noticed a note the had "Dyana xx" written on it. I then carefully took it and ripped it open, and this is what it said.
"My dearest Dyana
If you are reading this then the deed had been done. I'm very sorry you had to see me this way, but it was the only way for me to end my life peacefully. I'm very sorry that I hadn't spent more time with you, but you now know what I have been through ever since you father and I split.The bruises that you saw were from your father.." I then cringed again at that name. I looked down at her body with tears still streaming down my face. "That man will NEVER be my father." I whispered and then continued reading.
"So now you know what has been happening. I'm very sorry again for not telling you but he threatened you and I don't want my baby to get hurt! I'm also sorry ofr you having to see the mess I made. I have to go now, I miss you bunches already
Love, mum xx"
As soon as those last words were read. The letter fell out of my hand , and onto the ground. I then curled up into a ball and cried, and cried, and cried for hours. I cried until I fell alseep thinking that one simple question......What do I do now?
