Abuse

Mom stop!!!

I woke up, blocking my eyes from the blinding light... I heard my mother screaming, she probably wanted me to make her breakfast... I've been treated like a maid ever since my dad left, so about 9 years...

I'm 17, my name is Shelby Anne Taylor; I have brown hair, blue eyes, I'm 5'6. I have two best friends, Alexis a blond, Brown eyed skinny girl and Samantha, a redhead with a fiery temper and gold eyes.

They knew that my mom beat me, they promised not to tell, because she's my mom and I love her... No matter how much damage she does to me.

"Bitch you better get your ass down here!"
That was my cue, I walk downstairs slowly.

"Hello Mom, what would you like for breakfast?"
She crossed her arms and stared at me with nothing but hatred.
"I want eggs, bacon, hash browns, and toast. If anything is wrong I'm going to break your hands!"

Tears welled up in my eyes... I don't know what I did wrong..

I got started, first I made the bacon and eggs and served them to her. Then I brought her the toast, and last but not least I gave her the hashbrowns... They were burned a little but I prayed she wouldn't notcie.
"What the fuck is this!???" She screamed

"I... I burned them... I'm s...s...sorry Momma"
"Oh you're gunna be sorry you little mistake!!" She stood up with the plate of hot food in her hand and walked towards me smiling evily.
She smashed the hot food in my face, burning me and making the plate shatter against my porcelain skin... I felt blood running down my cheek and I felt tears begin to fall.

"Stop crying!!" She began to smack me, making my burns sting even more.
Then she punched me in the chest causing my breathing to stop for a second...
"Mommy, mommy, stop... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." I cried to her hoping to make her stop..
She pushed me down and picked up the hot frying pan, she rolled me over to my stomach and lifted my shirt up revealing my bare back... She held me down, and pressed the hot pan to my back, I screamed in pain and started to struggle to escape her tight grasp.
She pulled my hair and pressed the pan to my neck, I was crying and screaming...

She got off of me and kicked my side before leaving for work.

I layed there for another twenty minutes or so, when I stood... I stumbled to the bathroom when I was looking at my back and neck and worse of all... My face.... My skin was blistered already, and a bright red, rimmed with dark blood.... I sat in the floor and cried my eyes out.....