"ELLA LET ME IN NOW!"
My step dad was banging on my door.
"I WILL BREAK THIS DOOR DOWN!"
I sigh and open the door.
My step dad pulls out his whip and starts hitting me with it.
My step dad abuses me.
It's like I'm his doll.
Like I'm supposed to die for his entertainment.
I've already been diagnosed with Depression and Anxiety so this really helps. (Not)
My step dad does his 'worst' and leaves the house untouched.
Of course my mother doesn't know about this.
My step dad always says
"If you tell her I will hit you harder than ever before."
I want to die.
Leave me to die.
I lay on the floor for 30 minutes crying because I want to die.
My phone buzzes and I get a notification from YouTube.
Popular on YouTube: Phil is not on fire 4.
Well, I might as well watch one video before I die. I tell myself.
I click the play button and crack a smile. These British boys are so cute. And they make me laugh so hard.
I'm so lucky to have people like them in my life.
A/N
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