Tears (abusive stepfather)

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#Prologue#

It's cold and dark, there are no windose, the only real sores of heat and light I get is from a nerly burt out candle, I have a thin blanket and a flat pillow to do me for a bed, I have some clothes folded up in a corner of my room, I have one school bag full of school books and the last thing I have to my name that really means something important to me is a hart shaped pendant nackless it was given to me by my Morther a day before see died I was 12 years old at the time. My Morther was Marid (but not to my bialogical father I never meat him) insted she got maird to a man called Bill Copper he was nice and loving to my Morther Maggie Copper and to me Sillver Hastings-Copper he thought of me as his own flash and blood his daughter, thats untill my 12th birthday that was the last day I say my Morther and the very first day that Bill Copper stoped loving me as his own dughter.

after my Mothers funeral bill started to drink every night he'd come home drunk in the middle of the night and come into my room and start shouting at me and betting me, it hurt for the first to months but after a while it became normal to me, my body adapted to it and I laurened not to cry or ask him to stop it only gave him more fuel to keep betting me and so I became num and took the bettings because even though I didn't know what I'd done wrong I thought I desurved it.

writers note: newmoon (Cheryl)

this is just a little tester I wanna know if I should continue on writing this coz im still not sure where the storry line in this one will go.

so I hope use read, comment, vot, like. So that I know what to do x ♡♥

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