Abuse

chapter 3

CHAPTER 3

PUNCH!! "Talk bad to me again". My father yelled. I don't understand why won't you treat me like my brothers, What did I ever do to you? You came out of your mother's vagina, I hate you! Give me up for adoption! Why am I still here it's not fair. "I need someone to take care of me you know your brothers won't do it there lazy", My dad explained. well can you at least treat me like  I'm your step child. or something? Go back downstairs in the basement I don't need you anymore leave me alone. OK I'll just keep running away until someone notices, either treat me like a family member or put me up for adoption. I'm tired of living here you can see my ribcage from behind. I live in a cold basement and I stink I can't live under these conditions anymore. I dare you to try to run away again and I'll kill you! My dad exclaims. Go ahead then I won't take care of you. Oh and I'll be in heaven and when you die you will go to hell where your fat ass deserves to be. I said with hurt in my heart. So you have all the answers smart ass. Answer this does it look like I care. He yelled with regret. Looking at my dad made me realize he does love me. He just have so much hurt in his heart. He doesn't want me to go.to know Now my dad actually still cares about me after my mom died really meant a lot to me. So I know he was going to do the right thing. Dad if you put me up for adoption I won't say anything I will just be on my way what do you say. I told your dumb ass you weren't leaving. He said with tears falling down his eyes. I know you're hurt I know you lost mom and you don't want me to leave. Don't you want what's best for me? I explained. Here are the papers and a pen. Where the hell you get adoption papers? He questioned. I have my resources. I said. Damn you are a go getter..... like your mother. He said with a slow passion. It sound as if he really meant it and I think he did, I don't really remember much about my mom but I'm sure my dad wasn't bad father and a fat drunk he is today. Yes I'm leaving it feels like Christmas morning. Or as if my life is starting all over, I can't wait to have a fresh start.