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Faith

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I sat up on the coach after I heard the front door opening, giggling and stumbling. I turned towards the door and saw my whore of a mother finally making it into the house, at 2:45 in the morning, I wasn't surprised that she brought , yet again another random dude home.

The guy sucked on her neck as they struggled to make it through the front door. I rolled my eyes in disgust , and got up off the couch.

Turning off the TV. I now knew she was home. I could finally go to sleep. I attempted to walked out of the living room.

"Hey sweetheart" my mother slurred.

"Good night ma, I'm going to sleep " I mumbled.

"Baby, tell her to stay ... We could have fun together." The guy slurred.

"No.. That's my daughter" she refused. I sighed and started up the stairs.

"I'll pay double" he said.

My mother didn't reply, causing me to turn around and look at her. Was she really thinking about this? What amount of money could be worth giving up your daughters innocence?

"Come on baby.... Make her stay" he groaned.

I turned to quickly run up the stairs.

"FAITH!" my mom  yelled my name. I was terrified... At 13 I'm supposed to obey my mother right? But what if you were in this situation?

"Faith get down here!" She ordered.

I shock my head rapidly , I stood at the top of the stairs looking down at them , scared for my life.

"Come down, or I'll come up and getchu princess" he said with a sinister smirk on his face.
What was I supposed to do now? Other than run....... I ran

Down the halway - to my room. But he bulted up the stairs after me, catching me  as soon as I was about to close the room door.

"Your gonna pay for that" he chuckled. I gulped deeply.

He threw me on my bed and started to rip my clothes off. I screamed and cried, begging for my mothers help. But she never came.

And at age 13, I was rapped. No longer innocent , no longer had a mother.

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I pushed my ear buds in my ears and let the Weekend 'The hills' blast through them. I grabbed my book bag and headed down stairs.

My name is Faith Jones. I'm now 17 years old , im a Junior at West gate highschool. I keep to myself at school but being that I am an open lesbian, I get a lot of attention that I do not want.
I run track, its the only way I can relieve my stress.
I am single and not looking. Relationships = Drama and Drama = More stress. I want to be as stress free as possible.

I jogged down stairs past my mother who's mouth I saw moving. But like always I ignoured her. What ever she has to say was not important to me, or benifited me in any way or form at all. So I walked into the kitchen , and grabbed an apple.

"FAITH, I  AM TALKING TO YOU" she yelled ripping  my buds out.

"AND CARLA, I AM IGNOURING YOU!" I yelled back , stating the obvious.

"I'm so tired of  your constant disrespect!" She snapped.

I kissed my teeth. " then go to sleep" I said before I walked out of the kitchen and the house.