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When life becomes hard, what would you do? This is the question I ask myself every day since it
happened. I'm Mia Woods and I'm a broken girl.
I dreamed of life becoming better but as the day goes by that hope I held on decreases slowly until I
no longer have hope of dreams. I'm never going to be free. so why held on to a dream that would
never come true. I used to believed in hope and faith, but this is reality and in the real world there is
no such thing as faith
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We just moved to a new town. We are always moving. When ever the evil beast got himself into
trouble we moved.
Sometimes I never understand what my mother sees in him in the first place. Was she so desperate
that she couldn't really see the true color of the man she was dating until it was to late? I guess she
was, because as far as I'm concerned the evil beast had always being evil. Ray, A.K.A the evil beast as
always being cold from the first day and start his abusive way a month later. My mother carelessness
had gotten the both of us from years of abused by Ray. They've been married for seven years and
five out of those years was when I stop hoping that life would eventually got better, That mom would
work things out.
Dad died eight years ago, from an accident of an unknown cause. Mom got married a year later and
she stopped caring about me when things got worse with her current abusive racist husband. We
used to have a very happy family, but now we have nothing.
I woke up and did my morning routing before dressing up for my new school. I walked down the
stairs slowly, not wanting to face the evil beast and the consequences. when I got downstairs I saw
my mom wasted on the couch. I shook my head as I tried to block the strong smell of cigarettes and
alcohol. I can feel my heart beating fast as I looked around the living room and the kitchen and
released the breath I was holding holding once I realized Ray hasn't woken up-yet.
I walked slowly towards the door when I heard a sound and then I knew.
"Where the hell do you think you're going", The evil beast said angrily.
"To school", I stammered, scared and nervous.
"Without my breakfast?", and then he start laughing, the laugh was scary and evil that I was almost
shaking, and then his laugh turn into a cold glare,"Are you crazy?"
"No Ray, and I'm sorry but you were not even up yet to tell me what you want for breakfast"
Apologizing won't make any difference, he would do what he wanted anyway, but I did it anyway.
"You couldn't wait?! your stupid school is so much important than my breakfast?" Yes it was- is I
thought as I close my eyes and waited for the blow.
His fist connected with my Jaw and it hurt, but I was so use to the pain that I was able to collect
myself together quickly when it start hurting, I should be able to do that since I've been going
through a lot of those punches for years.
"Get the hell outta my sights", he all but growled. I walked out and cover my face with my baggy
hood because I knew that a bruise was already forming on my cheek. At least he wasn't in the mood,
he could have done a lot worse and I was a little grateful for that.
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AN: Hey, this is the first chapter, It's short but a chapter doesn't have to be long for it to be good and I hope you all like it.
Pleas vote and comment I would really appreciate it, thank you.
Tomi
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