Dont leave me

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BIG TRIGGER WARNINGS
ABUSE
BLOOD
WEAPONS
STRAVING
THREATENING TO END SOMEONES LIFE
lmk if i missed any!

I stand there begging my own mother not to kick me to the curb. She can't abandon me just because I didn't win a 3 million dollars. I cant do this. Live on the streets? I'd die of starvation.
Crying so hard I yell at my own mother knowing how close she was to killing me. At this point I thought she might actually kill me. I do know she kept a stash of items in her closet but swore me down dead if I told anyone.

"MOM PLEASE. YOU CANT DO THIS TO ME." tears pour down my face as I can't control it.

She smirks with a deadly look in her eyes. "Oh yes I can Fiore. YOUR WORTHLESS AND CANT DO ANYTHING GOOD INLIFE? WHY COULDNT YOU WIN THE MONEY AND MAKE US PROUD YOU BRAT." my mother yells at me slapping me and beatting me with her sharp high heeled shoe. The wounds weren't too deep..

"MOM PLEASE STOP." I say repeatedly trying to cover my visible areas of skin because that's where she would aim the stab the heel into me.

"YOU FUCKING BRAT..." She downs the bottle of drink she has in her hands before she would somedays hit me with the bottle. It wasn't a pleasant time. But that's why I went to Disventure camp to get an escape from reality

"FINE ILL LEAVE. ILL FUCKING LEAVE." She throws the bottle at my head and blood comes rushing down. I stand up wobbling and crying nonstop before I run off to the nearest bus stop.

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