1Chappy1

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W Epilogue- {I'll do an epilogue right before the first chapter to sum things up}

OK let's start with her dad- he's depressed because he lost his other half (aka Kamila's mum), he blames Kamila for her mum's death. 'Don't worry, I  blame myself too' Kamila comments, 'OK but I'm trieng to epilogueize here Mila!' I shout. 'Sorry' Kamila whispers. So as I was saying until I was rudely interrupted was, he started abusing Kamila. 'Thats right for so long that i didnt care to count' Kamila mumbles. 'Mila seriously though!' I state ferociously 'OK OK' Kamila says with her hands in the air in defeat, eyes wide, as she backs away. Anyway abusing Kamila made David feel better.

If your wondering why he blames her. Here it is. Well. It all started when Kamila caught a cold, her hardworking mom insisted to go to the pharmacy nearby to get her medicine, she succeeded on getting the medicine, but she failed to make it home, thanks to some drunken driver who crashed into the side of the car that the mom was seated. So in result the mom died instantly.

So Kamila's dad named David, changed her middle name and last name, and thought it suited her well.

Her name used to be Kamila Angela McGovern, but he now  changed it too Kamila Mistake Die. He payed the people who helped him change her last name and payed them extra to keep there mouths shut, and also payed them even more so that they can put in her file that he was the stepfather, and she got the Last and middle name from her birth father, who got killed and was nowhere to be found. Kamila on the other hand thought that that was always her name.

Kamila has never actually settled into a home and not move, she had to move every time someone was about to find out that she gets abused, but she's used to it now. 'It's not like I have any friends' Kamila told herself.

But she will gain lots of friends, fake and real. When she enters the 'become one directions songwriter' compotition.

If she makes it in, she won't only meet her idols, One Direction, which stopped her from committing suicide and stopped her from cutting, but also will live with them, which means good bye to Abuse and goodbye to David.

Of course she had to enter in secret. Will she get away with it or get caught? Will she actually become One Directions songwriter?

Kamila Mistake Die is played by Nina Debrov (don't know how to spell the last name)

David is played by- Liam  Nenson (I think....OMG I have serious problems remembering celebrities last names...except Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, Niall Horan and I forgot how to spell Louis last name...Tomlinson?  Tomilson? God I'm such a horrible directioner)

This story will start out very slow...... if you want to skip to the part where she meets one direction for the first time, I'll write down the chapter on this epilogue....when I get there.... OK thank you dear readers and sorry I talk too much. I actually named the poor abused girl by my name xD, no my family and I are not poor, and I have never gotten abused in me whole lyfe. OK sorry again and here's the first chapter as I like to call '1Chappy1'. Hope you enjoy.
-Mila❤❤❤

Worthless
Ugly
Unwanted
Those are just some of the words I grew up with, some of the words that are breaking my life apart.

I never seem to fit in, whenever I try to make friends they somewhat find something as a excuse to get away from me.

Is this how it feels to be Ebola? Because I feel like a disease that is uncureable, maybe like cancer.

No one will love you

Your face is a disgace to the human race

Its okay to be ugly but your just overdoing it.

I'm starting to believe that they may be right...

These harsh sentences are starting to fit me like a T-shirt and grow on me like skin.

I was ripped out of my thoughts to the sound of loud foot steps. I knew right away it was David. I can't even call him my dad anymore, apparently I'm not his daughter, I sigh, well that's what he says.

"Hey sweet heart I got you a present before you enter high school, for the, what 10th time?" He said in his fake soothing&sweet voice,

Its true, we've moved every so often when someone is on the mist of figuring out that I get abused.

Its been going on since I was 10, when my mom died.

"Yes father" I say quickly forgetting that it's 'forbiddin' to call him that,

I felt a sharp pain on the side of my face, as I was sent crashing to the ground .

I slowly got up and clutched my cheek as the liquid in my eyes threatened to spill.

He just slapped me, his slapps are once in a while, but they don't sting as much as this one.

Then I figured out that he was wearing a ring the was decorated with dangerously sharp spikes.

He was holding something behind his back, as he smiled.

He bent down a nd stroked my cheek that was bruised harshly, as I yelped.

"Aww did I hurt you? You could always cover that up with your makeup, not that it'll make a difference" he said coldly as he held all my makeup in his hands,

"noo please, I'm your daughter!" I begged as my tears spilled,

He smiled then suddenly threw my makeup on the ground as he started stepping on it, the tears were now finding it'd way down my face.

His smile suddendly turned into a frown. And then he held my ear lobe and pulled it toward him.

"NEVER call yourself my daughter, you are no daughter of mine you are dead to me" he screamed in my ear as he threw me and my injured ear onto the cold wodden floor, I'm surprised he didn't rip my earlobe.

I get up weekly as I held my ear, he laughed then exited the room.

"Oh wait I forgot to give you my present sent from my  heart, there are avually two I bought you since I love you oh soo very much" he said sarcastically,

He gave me a broom and a sharp knife.

"The broom is for sweeping,
and the knife is for ending your life, do everyone a favour sweet heart and when you make the right decision, your friends will be waiting for you" he said  with no emotion, when he said friend he meant the knife and him.

He kicked me, slapped me even more, and then he did the unexpectedly inexpected, he ripped all his clothes off, and then he ripped mine off, he took both my hands and put the over my head locking them there with his hands, as they erupted in pain then slowly became numb. And then he opened my legs, and you know what happens.

This has got to be the worst day of my life.
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