Forgotten

Is this it?

I breath slowly trying to hold back my tears, my sides ache from being kicked repeatedly. I hold back my screams as I try to move, I slide slightly over on my bed and suddenly and painfully hit the ground. It is all too much to bare, crying and breathing hard and before I know it everything start dimming to black. All I can think is that is this it, I am going to die at 16 in my own bedroom . What a sad story, no one will understand but this is a good thing. No one would even think about me after I am gone, I will be forgotten. I was never wanted, I was just an accident. No one will truly care, I mean what will they say,"Oh yea, I knew her. She sat behind me in a class that doesn't matter, it always seemed like she was real happy." 

*Everything fades to black*

I reluctantly open my eyes, hoping that I won't feel the pain I felt before, hoping that maybe just maybe I am dead. But sadly, I wake up on my floor with a plate of food waiting for me at my door.  I hear the freezer door shut and heavy footsteps scutter across the concrete, I hold my breath in so whoever is in the next room won't hear, then slowly my door opens just enough for a view of where I lay almost lifeless.  I have my eyes open ever so slightly so I can see who it is, when I realise it my sad excuse for a father I quickly close my eyes. He comes closer, almost close enough to touch me but then a crash came from upstairs and he raced out of the room.

He screams, yells, and stomps around upstairs, while I lay in pain on the cold ground of my bedroom. As I lay on the floor, I hear screaming and then several gunshots. I can hear my younger sister crying out in pain followed by a gunshot. I weep in pain as I try to move to go help, but then I hear the basement door open and for once I am truly terrified. The footsteps grow closer and closer until their at my door. Slowly the light slowly creeps in as my families killer opens my door. As I look up I look into the barrel of a gun and it all goes dark after a loud shot.