The Skin I'm In

Chapter 1 :

My life has always been a living hell. I'm 14 years old & i'm living a nightmare. You expect a 14 year old to have a great

life & shit. It doesn't work that way for me. I get beaten all the time by my parents, it's not my choice, the more i try not to get hit, the worse it hurts.. I want it to end. I see my window, "suicide" i whisper.. I open my window & hop on it. "I'm done with Life!" i stare blankly at the street. I let go. Everything goes blank..

5 Months Ago..

Hi i'm Vivian, i'm currently 13 years old & i live a living hell that no one wants to live, i live with my parents. HORRIBLE parents. They abuse me whenever they get the chance, i'm excited, i'm turning 14 in 2 weeks! i really hope i get a present but i'm used to not getting one -sigh-. It's currently 6:00 AM. I'm really tired, i have school today, it's such a bother, i'd rather die than go to school and suffer by the people that bully me, i get a lot of hate for being "different". I'm off to school, hoping again and again nothing happens.... I walk outside of my room, the first thing i see is my dad, he looks really mad. I try to walk away so he doesn't beat me. He gets up & pushes me to the ground & starts beating me with all his force, one hit by a hit. I feel my body numb now. "DAD, PLEASE, STOP, YOUR BETTER THAN THIS?!" i scream & cry at the same time, meanwhile my mom is no where to be found, " SHUT THE FUCK UP,YOU PIECE OF SHIT!"he yells. He stops. I feel so releaved, my mo comes and picks me up, " thanks mom!" i say with a smile on my face, atleast trying, i'm beaten so hard that I can't see well. I feel her hand smash across my face, before she can hit me again, i ran straight to the bathroom, locked the door. i hear a lot of banging on the door, i feel tramatized... I look out the window , "i could escape" i whisper so i open the window & jump out. Crossing the street without looking is dangerous! i cross halfway when i see a bright light stop & see , i felt so much pain , i got hit by a car... I see blood everywhere, the guy was a drunk driver. I get up & start running as fast as i could. i have been running for about 5 minutes now. I guess i didn't realize my dad was following me! i fell & as i turned around on the floor, i heard a twig break, i see my dad. holding. a..... shotgun. i ask, "Dad, what are you doing with that?" with my voice trembling.. "IM MOTHERFUCKING DONE WITH YOU & YOUR BULLSHIT, YOUR WORTHLESS, WE SHOULD HAVE ABORTED YOU!" he was causing a scene. a few moments after he pointed the shot gun at me & put his finger on the trigger......

TO BE CONTINUED ....

Stay tuned untill Chapter 2 where the drama starts getting good :)