Why Me?

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

*6 years ago*

I hate my mom.Yes, Hate is a strong word. My life sucks. My Mom don't really give a flying shiz about me so ehh why should I? I guess on the inside I'm actually quite pleasant but on the outside I'm a mess. My hair is either half wavy half curly or half wavy half straight. It's an ugly brown color but that's only because I've dyed it so much just to piss off my Mom. My dad left when I was still growing. My mom was only 19 when she had me so I guess like he wasn't ready or something? I dunno but whatever no one gives two shiz's really. I haven't really told anybody except Jason about my umm...abuse. Well like see my mom can be a heavy drinker at times and when she's drunk she ugh like hits me and punches and throws me around. She usually, well this is hard to talk about because I'm 13, but my mom she ugh hurts me in places no one should touch except you and like ugh yeah...well now you know my biggest secret revealed but it kinda feels better to talk about it.

"Crashh!!" Oh my god help me my mom is drunk and home again. "Little bitch get down here now!" My mother yells. "Okay Mom" I respond somewhat loud. I go down stairs and out of no where my mother tackles me and pushes me against the wall. "Oww! Mom your hurting me" I scream with tears running down my face. She throws me on the floor and rips open my button down shirt which I'll probably get yelled at for doing even though she did it. "Ahhh!" I scream really loud and then I close my eyes. I hear a loud crash and then it all stops. I feel being picked up but I'm too exhausted to open my eyes. I try to get away, but I'm told everything was going to get better and with that I fall deeper and deeper into sleep.

Author's Note:

Short Chapter but yeah it starts off the entire story:) Anyway this is my first story so don't hate me if it's not that good....I'll update as much as I can. School is annoying and I'm having family issues right now so this helps a little.