☹︎𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕓𝕠𝕪☹︎

⊹𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍⊹

-𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟑-

Charlies 5th birthday is this year. Her parents didn't really do that big of a party, her birthday wasn't that important to her parents. Her brother got a bigger present than her, nothing new. He would throw a tamper tantrum if he didn't.

-𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟓-

Charlies brothers birthday was this month, he got his favorite cake and a PS3, it was new around that time, ofc he'd get something like that.

-𝐍𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞-

Charlie had started school, she was the best of her class in almost every subject! She was an almost all A+ student! The only class she was lacking an A in was in sports, but she had a B so she was okay with it, she participated in after school activities like the recorder group and the choir group. She sang and played the recorder, she was one of the best in the groups, she even performed with them!
But her parents weren't proud. Well, her mother was, somewhat.. Her mother didn't have that much time, she was always working, trying to feed the family.

Charlie didn't know yet, but her father was a drug and alcohol abuser, that's why they were always low on money.

Her father didn't care about anything Charlie did. She was a burden to him.
Her parents didn't even care that she made it into the newspaper with one of her biggest choir performances!
She didn't get an "I'm proud" of anyone, except her teacher, her teacher thought of her as a very good kid, always nice to everyone, that's why she got something special from her. Her daughter used to have a handbag that she now didn't like anymore, the teacher thought it would be best to give it to Charlie, since Charlie helped the disabled kid, and any other that struggled with their vocals, even if Charlie wasn't popular or liked, Charlie was a nice student, always plesant to be with.
Even if Charlie was bullied, she never had any intentions to hurt anyone. She new that her bully just was jealous, why? Because her bully was a chubby kid, calling her fat. She was way skinnier than chubby boy. It would make no sense that he would actually see her as fat. She wasn't necessarily skinny, but definitely not fat!

Preschool left as quick as it came, she left the school with a straight A report sheet. She was recommended to go to the best school, the gymnasium. And so she did that.
When she left her music teachers (from the choir and recorder group) had said goodbye to her. And told her they would miss her very deeply. She would miss them too, it was nice to have been in these groups, and nice to participate and perform.

The start of elementary school wasn't as plesant as she thought it would be. In under 3 months she was the bully target of her classmates. Everyone thought she was weird. Well, not exactly everyone, but those who didn't, didn't dare to go near her because they would be bullied as well. And she knew that, that's why she never blamed anyone. Her bullies made her hate school. But her father made her hate being at home, she hated everything. She stopped participating in class, started skipping it actually, being alive was something she hated. But had to go thru..
Her grades dropped from straight A's to barely keeping them on D's, most of them were E's or F's, everything caused by bullies. She was 10 and already stopped eating in school, why? Because people told her she was to fat to eat that much. Not only schoolmates, also her own father. Yet she wasn't even chubby, she was a perfectly healthy weight. She told herself she was chubby tho, why? Because she heard it that often that she started believing it. She told herself she was ugly, told herself she was fat, never was nice to herself. Whatever she did, she was a failure. Everything was not enough. She was always to bad for an "I'm proud of you". She did everything wrong. That's what she would tell herself every night.
Her father grew more abusive over time. Every new month he would tell her more and more that she's fat and ugly. Every new month he would hit his kids more for playing outside, inside, to loud, to disturbing, actually just bc they played at all at this point. The kids were hit for everything. And Charlie was slowly giving up and loosing hope as she grew older from a kid to a teenager.

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I'm sorry this chapter is quite short, I promise that the teenager time will have more words and will be longer!
I apologize if I don't update regularly, I'm trying my best ^^'