Through the Mirror

How can this be?

As I lay in the hospital bed with bandages on my arms I listen to my parents yelling and screaming at me... "Why would you do this!?" "Do you realize how selfish you are!?!". I didn't say a word just took it all in. See they don't know everything... they don't know all my dark secrets from my past. Every dark thing that has happened to me...but you see they can't know... why you may ask? Well you see... it'll ruin their perfect image.
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I was 8 years old when it all started... how could this be 8 years old and my childhood was taken from me? Well he didn't think I was too young... he still did it... Every Sunday and Wednesday and even other days for 8 years he put his hands on me... No consideration for me or what was happening to me... by the age of 13 I didn't want to live... by the age of 14 I was self harming. I mean soo young and innocent... how can this be that their perfect little angel wasn't so perfect anymore? To myself I was nothing to my parents I was their everything. Proud of me no matter what yet... they had no idea of my secrets.. of the torture...