Forgotten

Awakened

I wake up to the cold musty air of the basement, all I see is darkness. The lights are off, but my fans still running and I can hear the buzz of the freezer running. I hear footsteps coming toward my closed bedroom door, I struggle to act asleep because I know if I don't he'll make me do it again. I close my eyes tightly because I don't want my worst fear to come a reality. I hear the creak of my door opening and it sends a chill up my back . The footstep get closer to the farthest wall of my bedroom where I lay in my motionless sleep act. I can feel a touch of warmth on my cheek and then I realize it's not him, but in fact it's my baby niece coming to wake me from a sleepless night. I roll over and pick her up, I reach over and turn on my lamp that sits next to my bed. It's freezing in my room so I move across my room toward my light switch panel.

"Well, good morning sunshine. How did Mrs.Annabelle sleep?" I say in the sweetest voice I can manage.

"Knock, knock." My eldest sister, Dylan say's as she enters my room. "Where's Annabelle?" She asks because she is hidden from the naked eye by my mound of blankets.

"Here, is your sweet precious daughter Annabelle." I say as I remove her from my mattress and hand her to Dylan.

She exits the room and I feel so much more alone than I should, come to think of it I feel alone even if when I am with a group of my friends. I don't feel like I can be myself anywhere, not even when I'm by myself. I feel alone all the time like something is missing and I can't find it. I look around and I see nothing that makes me feel a joy I used to feel when I was young. Nothing makes me feel anything, I feel empty. Empty is the only word that can describe me. Beep-Beep, my phone rings. It's a txt from my aunt, she's coming into town this weekend and wants to meet up at a cafe. She's bring desirea with her, my cousin who I adore but feel nothing and am dreading her visit because she'll notice that somethings different. Will she what I am feeling,my thoughts, will she validate them. I know that I miss her and I should feel some emotion, but I don't.

I can hear claw scratch at my door, it's my puppy Marcus. He's warm, cuddly, and soft, he's the only thing I wanna see today. I see a shadow shift across my window and then a body bend just enough to where their face can see into my window, but my shades are down so they can't see much. I used to keep them open to feel the warmth from the sun, but everything changed after it happened. I feel a slight wetness on my cheek and I realize I'm crying and am holding myself tightly. When I unfold my arms from around myself I can feel where my nails have dug into my skin it stings like salt in a fresh wound. I open the door and climb the stair, no matter how hard I try I can't hold myself back I need to eat. What's the point of eating or drinking, when I don't feel like living.

Hours later....

My Step-father had come into my room in a drunken rage, he throw me on the ground and started kicking me repeatedly. He kicks me in the head and it all goes black...