My everyday life

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Rose's pov

After a long night of another painful 'punishment' only this time I was met with 3 of my worst nightmares besides them themselves. My father, John used the black thin but powerful knife like whip on my scarred back while my mother gave me about 30 new cuts with her sharp red handled knife , leaving a deeper cut than the others on my stomach so after they are satisfied with their slow-satisfying torture, dad can finish me with the usual grand finale which I was hoping won't happen atleast not then. But my luck sucked like always, making me feel my stomach get pierced through by my father's dirt brown gun's bullet.

And once they left , I was about to sort my wounds out but before I could even wake up from the cold basement floor, I found black spots cloud my vision dragging me into the  never-ending darkness I have always hated.

And now I am currently trying to get out of my worn out mattress without letting even a slight scream escape my lips as my past experiences showed me that making any noise will just lead to a more excruciating punishment that it was supposed to be with more deeper wounds to clean up. After 15 minutes of trying to keep quiet, I managed to get out of bed and quickly do my morning routine before going downstairs to make breakfast for them to eat and clean the house before they wake up.

It took me about twenty minutes to tidy up the house and about 5 minutes to make breakfast which consists of fried eggs , bacon and toast with coffee for my parents and a healthy salad and orange juice for my sister, Lily when they made their unwanted presence . When I saw my sister make an appearance in the kitchen in her way-too-revealing outfit that contains a baby pink skirt that lays just about her butt and a matching baby pink crop top, I took it as a dismissing note , making my way around the white-sparkling kitchen counter, exiting the front door to take a ten minute walk to school.

I have been walking to school from the day they started to abuse me or as they call it 'tame' me . Although I don't hate walking as I can go back to thinking of why my real parents left me at a orphanage which also on coincidence happens to treat the kids badly. In the orphanage, we are forced to do chores from the age of 5 , resulting in me being good with them because of my 3 years of experience in the orphanage. If I remember clearly, I was 3 years old when I was brought to the orphanage.

After two years of fake happiness , I had to learn to do the housework without anyone to teach me like the other kids. If we didn't do it right we won't be able to get any food or water for a week until we apologize and learn it faster. I did get punished for approximately five times in my first year , receiving no water or food from the kids who were assigned to cook for a week which lead to me learning how to do them quickly as I was on the verge of dying due to starvation and dehydration during my last punishment.

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This is my first book and it's original. Names mentioned in my books are either names I personally like or hate, depending on the character. There may be somethings that may be similar to other stories but it's a complete coincidence.

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