What is happiness? Well it's a chemical in the brain. I have no clue how that factors in or how it works but in the end isn't it weird to think happiness is what one seeks out on a daily basis or through life.
It's funny to me...I thought life was just automatically going to give you happiness. Alas now I see how stupid that thought was. Sitting down on an old , moldy wooden floor in a room that had multiple cracks in it along with blood stains. I thought to myself that maybe one day my situation would change. Maybe I would be free and with a lovely family that accepted me.
I sit wandering further ; my mind swarming with millions of thoughts. Overthinking was my worst quality unfortunately. In my time alone I guess I think a lot to avoid the eerie silence in the room. I was only a small toddler when the abuse in my household began. My father and mother got hooked to substances. They fought alot soon after and things just kept getting terrible from there. Mom eventually crashed as she overdosed when I was 11. Dad became worse. Negligence and abuse was his go to for me. I wasn't his child in his eyes. I was someone who resembeled his wife and who he thought took her away from him. Her death affected him greatly and that's why he tends to blame me for it.
My body was littered in bruises, cuts and burns. He did that to me over the years. Years of taking his abuse and I wanted to leave. I tried to escape but he caught me. That night he threw me down in the basement and locked me in. I stayed there for three days until he remembered to let me out. No food and barely any water.
I continued sitting in my room. The place quiet because my father was out. I'm so tired...tired of life and tired of trying to continue on when there isn't hope.
I finally get up holding my ribcage as I feel pain ripling through my upper body. This isn't good. He most likely broke a rib. It was excruciating pain I was in. Worse than the time he burned me. I cried out as I tried laying on my bed onto my back , only to remember that my back was just as bad as the front. I wouldn't be able to do anything for a while at least but who knows at this rate the next time he beats me I'd most likely die of my injuries.
I try to shut my mind off so that I can sleep off the pain and finally after a while I drift off.
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❁Serendipity❁
Randomserendipity /ˌsɛrənˈdɪpɪti/ noun the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way. "a fortunate stroke of serendipity" A story about a girl and her 6 newfound brothers. Milani is a 14 year old girl dealing with a ba...
