ALONE

ALONE-part one

Darkness. Sitting alone in the dark again.my face stained with my salty tears as the yelling and screaming continues from downstairs. "You are nothing, you are worthless" spins around and around in my head as I close my eyes.

I woke up with a start. I looked at my phone and to my horror it said eight. Omg I did it again I was going to be late to meet my friends. I jump up at once and catch sight of myself in the mirror causing me to stop. Staring in the mirror I could not believe the girl I had become my arms and legs covered in scars, my ribcage sticking out and I was so skinny. A bang from my door brought me back to reality as I realise that my door had been swung open and my stepmother was standing there looking angry with me. "What did I tell you about getting up on time and what did I tell you about keeping them legs and arms covered?" she demanded while getting right in my face. "Sorry I will get sorted" I reply as calmly as I can. The door slams shut in response. I check the time on my phone, great now I was going to be late to school. "Mum, can you give me a lift to school please?" I cautiously ask. In response my mum hissed as she slammed the door shut got in the car and drove off. I didn't care I just wouldn't go into school today, I got changed into comfortable clothes, got my shoes and keys, and went for a walk. Little did I know that the school had already phoned my mum about me not turning up to school that day. When I got home from my walk that evening both my parents were waiting for me "what gives you the right to skip school?" my dad bellowed in my face. "it's not my fault she wouldn't give me a lift" I retorted pointing at my mum. "don't talk to your mum in that tone young lady" he yelled at me "She's not my real mum I can talk to her however I want" I scream back, and I open the front door and storm back off into the dark. I message my best friend 'hey I just had an argument with my parents, and I don't want to stay at home tonight any chance I could stay at yours' I immediately got a reply 'of course' I walked to hers. I knocked on her door. She opens it at once and pulls in into a big embrace "Omg are you ok?" she asks me. "Clara just calm down I'm ok now" I respond trying not to laugh as I push her off me. "I love you Clara, but I can't breathe."

An hour later my phone buzzes. I look at it as I realise it my stepmother. 'Hey hazel just want to know where you are and if you are safe. We have put a key under the red bin for you let yourself in when you come home' I switch my phone off and ignore it. Shes not worth my time. About twenty minutes later my phone buzzes again 'please hazel just tell us where you are' I sigh and respond 'I'm staying at a friend's house tonight and then going straight to school tomorrow' I press send and I realise I was holding my breathe. I sigh, switch my phone off again turn over and close my eyes

I wake up the next morning and like a zombie I rise out of bed and pull on my comfortable clothes I wore yesterday there was no way I was going to school. Clara was still asleep. I left her a note telling her I had gone to school and crept out. Immediately I wait until Esme has taken my brothers to school then I creep back into the house. The house was silent and eerie. No one seemed to care that I hadn't come home last night I grab some food put it in a bag. I run upstairs and to my absolute horror I find my bedroom had been tipped upside down. All my clothes all over the floor, my wardrobe emptied and all my drawers open. I grab a spare change of clothes and run out the house as fast as I can. I decide to walk around 7the town all day. That evening I go home as usual and when I get home Esme is waiting for me. "Your room needs tidying" she tells me as soon as I walk through the front door. "Yes, mum I will do that in a bit I have homework to do" I respond in a polite tone. In response she gets angry and tells me "No don't worry about tidying your room I will do it and all the stuff on your floor can go in a black bag and go in the bin" she yells at me. Before she says anything else I run upstairs and put myself in the way of the door so she can't get in. Esme follows me up the stairs and tries to get into my bedroom I stop her as much as I can but, in the end, she shoves me into the wall and starts picking all my clothes up of the floor and starts putting them into black bin bags. I scream "stop please I said I would do it please just stop"