Chapter One

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( Jannah Picture) Ignore the Misstakes

"Jannah wake up , you'll be late for school " Yelled my mom.

"Im up Mama" I said.

I get up and go to the bathroom. After
I get out and get ready for school. Before I go let me introduce myself. I'm Jannah Ali. Sixteen years old Senior ( 12 grade). I live with my mother Amina , little sister Hawa And my dad Hamza. My dad drinks , abuses my mom . And More Things the religion of Islam prohibits. Ever since my older brother Khaild died. (Back To the Story.)

I go down stairs to see my mom in the kitchen making food.

"Salaam Mom" I said

"Salaam Baby" She said and turned around to face me.

"Oh my Allah , did dad hit you again " I said on the edge of tears.She has this big black eye.

"Yes , he was drunk again " She said

I want to her giving her a big hug , well drying her tears. I hate men. How can my father do this. To my mom. The mother of is kids.

"Mama don't let Hawa see you please " I said

"I know baby" she said In tears.

"I have to go now, Salaam " I said

I text my best friend Neelam. We been best friend since kindergarten. That's like my sister.

Me: I'm at the bus stop met me there ;)

Neemlam: Not coming today

Great now I will be all alone. Since that's the only friend I have and the only friend I need. Me and Neelam are in the same grade and same age. Her dad wants her married. So she has not been coming to school lately.

The bus comes. I put my ticket and sit in the back of the bus. I go through my phone. Like my Facebook , kik.

Finally my stop comes and I get off the bus. I Try Crossing the street when a car a lot hit. Then a man comes out the car. Does he not know how to drive.

"Kids now a day" he said Looking at me

"Excuse me " I Said

"Look kid just watch where your going next time , you don't need mommy to help you cross the street " he said

Who the hell does this been think he is. He did have good looks. He looks like he's is in his 20's.

"I Dont need my mom to help me cross the street " I said

He does say a word. He gets in his car and drives of. He is so rude. He didn't even say sorry.

I cross the street after he drove off. But this time I look both ways before crossing. Ugh Here Goes another day at this boring place.

I walk To class Witch is English. I Take my seat and wait for the teacher to walk in. Mrs. Jake my English teacher is very sweet and nice.

"Good morning " mrs Jake said.

"Good morning " we all Answered

"Take your books out and turn to page 67 , We will be reading about William Shakespeare" She said

Every takes there books out and we Start reading. As I was reading my phone beep. It was my mom why is she calling now I Thought.

I raise my head " yes Khaildah " said mrs Jake.

"May you please Excuse me I Got a phone call from my mom and it's important" I said

"Yes , but please make it quick " she said

I quickly get up and call mom Back.The Phone Is Ringing But She's Not Answering. What Is Wrong ? I thought. I Need Go Home.

I go back into Class and get my book bag and my books.

"Excuse Mrs. But I need go home" I Said

"Is everything is okay " Mrs.Jake Said Looking Worried.

"Umm Yea " I Said Trying To Stop my tears.

With that I walk Out. I start to walk to the bus stop. I Sit on one of the bench and start crying. I kept calling My Mom but she's not answering me.

Then Minutes later the bus comes. The bus driver gives me a small smile. I give one back , since a smile is a sunnah. I then but my ticket in and go to the back of the bus. I keep trying to call mom. But no answer. Only Neelam knows about my dad hitting mom. I Can't Believe This is who my dad turned into just two years ago he was the best dad ever. May Allah Guide him back! Inshallah.

Then The bus stops. That's when I realize that's it's my stop. I get off and run to my house. I Open the door with my key.

When I Walk in there Is My Dad Beating The Hell Out Of my mother. She Looks Like She Has Been Beaten For Hours.

"Get Off Of Her " I Yell. turning My hardest to get him off her. And in the Conner I see Hawa crying looking scared as ever. She Only 4. And she has to see this.

"Get Off Her Please , Hit Me instead" I Said

"Oh So You Want To Get Hit For Her" He Said Looking angry.

"Yes Please , If It Will Make You stop hitting Her. Then Yes Hit Me and leave her" I Said

*Slap* Was The Next Thing I Felt. He Started Hitting, Slapping , Punching Me. I Start To Cry. But I Would Die For My Mom. The Beating continues for about another 45 minutes. "I Hate Her She Killed Him" he screams. " I Hate You All" He Screams again. Then He Walks Out The Door. My Head Hurts. I Have Blood All Over Me. I Look At My Mom and She's Still conscious.

"Mama " Hawa Said. Her eyes are so red from crying for Allah knows how long.

"Shh. It's Okay baby" I said

I pick my mom up. She don't weight that much. I put her on the couch and start cleaning her wounds. After I'm done cleaning her , I Bring a blankets and let her sleep. Well I clean the house and cook. Ya Allah Why Me.

Here Is The First Chapter Hope Yall like It. This Book Will Be Short. And Read My Other Book. Vote and Comment Please.

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