When I turned 13 I starting to cut myself a lot. I cut myself at least 5 times a day. Everyday I just got weaker and weaker. There was actually a time that I didn't eat for a whole 2-3 days. I just felt so stressed and tired of working all day that I just wanted to give up.
I really couldn't handle it, so one day when I just came back of 12 hours of work and I made $100 that day,and right when I got back I tried to sneak up the stairs to my room. I knew that i had to hide every dolor of what I made or else my dad would have taken it all for drugs.
We had just got a new house and it was so cheap because it was old and Brocken down so when I was walking up the stairs I glimpsed at my dad and he had a big beer can in his hand and, he was just barley asleep.
I was trying to go up the stair quietly but quickly and just then I put my foot on the wrong step. I stepped on a cracked stair step. The step made a very loud crack. Right when My dad heard the crack, he jumped up and off his couch, and looked at me.
He seen a lot of money in my hand and said" hey what you got there?!?" I said" nothing now please go back to sleep dad!" Right after that he knew I had money and started chasing me up the stairs and was screaming at me saying," give me all that money and stop running!!!!"
I just kept running and I finally made it up to my room and when I did I slammed the door, and locked it. I was trying to hide the money in the best hiding spot in my room. That was really hard because my room was very small.
As I was hesitating to find a hiding spot he was still there drunk as hell, pounding on my door. I really didn't know where to hide it. I just knew that when he's drunk he will do what ever he wants. It was harder for me to hide the money when I had every bad memory in my head.
Right when all the bad memories were in my head it was like I was froze. I just kept thinking of my ex-boyfriend, the things that my dad has done to me, my moms death, all the work I've done in my life, and much more.
Then when I was unfrozen, I heard the door brake open and I seen my dad with a evil look on him face. He seen the money in my hands and I seen that I never hid it, just then I didn't know what to do. I looked at my dad and he said," give the money right now I've been needing more beer!"
I told him" well I've been needing it to pay bills and if I don't pay this bill we can be living on the streets for 5 years again so are u sure u want that dad!!!!?????!!!!" After I said that I glimpsed at the money again and right when I was going to look at my dad again at the corner of my eye I seen my dads hand heading to my face.
Just then 1 side of my face felt like If it was on fire. I was knocked down to the floor by how painful and powerful the slap was. I looked at my dad again as I was crying on the floor still with the money in my hands and my dad seen the money and stepped on my wrist and right when he stepped on my wrist my hand loosened and he took every bit of money from my hand.
After that I looked at him in the eye and said," how could your treat me like this after everything I've done for use to live and do you not remember that I am your daughter. how dare u treat your daughter this way?!?!?!" After I said said that my dad was still extremely drunk so he pored his beer on me and after that he punched me right on my head and then everything went blank.
