What do you think about me now!

Summing it up for you

Chapter 1

My name is Aneela Jessica Brown but I prefer to be called Aneela Jessica. I don't want to keep the same last name as my "father". Everyone calls me Jessie or Jessica. And this is my story. The only people that cared about me were my step father and mum.

Aneela pov

"Oi, move loser"

I felt myself being slammed into the lockers, dropping all my books out of my hands, there was 6. Why don't I have a bag to put them in you say. Well let's just say it makes a nice flag in the woods. Yes it's in the woods. Why you say. Well I'm not the most liked person in the school. Ok ok no one likes me. I have been bullied by these people since I was 8. Let me tell you about my life up till now

'''When I was born, I was born into the wrong sex. My dad wanted a boy and he didn't take it well when the midwife said I was a girl. He stormed out of the hospital and got drunk, and never saw him till the days after my mums sister took us home. The police phone and said he needed to be bailed out of jail. He apparently stole a kids bike and rode it down the high street and then into some old persons house. He yelled at them saying they jumped out at him and put the house in his way. Drunk or what. After a few weeks they tried to have another, that when my mum started feeling pains in her stomach. After going to the doctors she found out she can't have anymore kids. My dad started drinking more (if that was possible) and when ever I cried he shouted in my face. When I turned 2 my mum went back to work cause my dad got fired for assaulting the workers. So he took his angry out on me, slapping, kicking and starving me. When I was 3 the got divorced and my mum married again. For 3 years I was happy, never being abused. When I turned 6 they died in a house fire, my dad never wanted me so i went to an orphanage. For two years I lived in 99 different homes, that i nearly a different one every week, abused in each of them. When I was at the last one I never told the social worker I was getting hurt like at all the other ones so i lived with them up till now. I'm a 15, 16 next week and let me tell you, I can't fucking wait to leave. I have been through everything, beatings, rape, stabbings you name it. At school I had 3 friends who I idiotically told what I have been through and now they have gone and everyone else knows. I have a tattoo on my back, on the left shoulder with a tattered heart showing I don't believe in love. I got it illegally at 14. I hate them and I will show them all. I'll get my revenge. '''

I picked myself off the ground and started to collect my books. Suddenly I felt someone kick me in the stomach. I never showed that it hurt me ever though I really just want to burst into tears. I will never let them see me cry.

"Oh, did I hurt the little whore. Well too bad bitch. You deserve it," Jason said.

Jason is the most popular boy in school. He is the "leader" of the group that bullies me. He had light brown hair that most girls want to run their hands threw and hazel eyes that make them melt. It doesn't work on me though.

"And why do I deserve," I replied, regretting the words as soon as the left my mouth.

"Stupid bitch" said the boy standing next to Jason. "You don't have the fucking right to question us"

Kyle Macdonald, Jason's childhood/best friend. He also has brown hair but green eyes instead.

"Yeah babe, show her who's boss" said an annoying squeaky voice.

Kelly Star, the schools REAL whore, not me, and also Kyle's girlfriend. She has horrible bleach blond hair and horrible shade of blues eyes. Shes like a barbie doll except she wears tops too low and skirts too short. With bright orange skin. I mean it. If she had green hair she would look like an oompa loompa. I told her that once and ended up with a black eye and two broken ribs.

"You know," she whispered in his ear, or at least tried to, "I get so turned on when you get angry at that slut"

Kyle grabbed her and dragged her off somewhere. Most likely the janitors closet. Wonder how many other guys she's been in there with.

"Poor poor Jessie" Jason said. I forgot he was there. "The whole world hates you, ya know. Can't get a guy so you hook up with your own foster dad. No wonder your parents abandoned you"

"He raped me" I said back

"What ever. Your nothing but whore, slut, cow, no one will ever like you."

And with that he stood up, kicked me one last time and walked off. He would of done a lot more i we were outside. I grabbed my books of the floor and ran to the office. It was last period anyway. On my 16th birthday I'm leaving school. One week left. Good thing it's Friday today.

After I sorted my leaving out I walked home. As soon as I stepped in the house I felt something hit my face. My foster dad Dave stood there looking at me, grinning. I knew what was about to happen

3 hours later I laid on my bed crying. He raped and beat me for 3 hours straight. I just wanted to lay here and die but I couldn't. I slowly drifted off to sleep.....

My name is Aneela Jessica and this is my life. But trust me, they will all regret what they did to me.