Why Me

CHAPTER 2

I look in the mirror at my face. My eyes are purple and one is starting to get bloodshot. Whatever happens tonight is going to be really bad.

I look at the clock. 7:58. Two minutes until she comes. I don't know what is coming. Maybe belt whipping, or nail scratching, whatever is going to happen... I know it's not good. I'm full of fear... I don't know what else to do but wait.

The stomping on the stairs seem louder tonight. The door swings the door open. I look my tear streamed face up at her and she glares back. She motions for me to follow her. I quickly stand up and do as she says.

We arrive at the room. On the wall is a big target. "Go and stand over there." I stand right in front of the target and nervously play with my hands. "This is what happens to little girls when they steal from me!" The grabs a knife and throws it, just barely missing my neck. I bite my lip and close my eyes. I hear a second one go through the air and stick just above my head. I bite harder on my lip. I just have time to hear the sound of the next one soaring through the air and then a sharp pain in the right side of my chin.

"Alright that's it now run upstairs!" I do as she says and run to my room. All the cries I held in all night, I let them out and cried the whole night until I had cried everything away.

I wake up and all I can feel is pain. I walk to the bathroom and see the cut on the right side of my chin. I glaze my fingertips over it. My lip quivers as I try to imagine a life without her... Without the suffering I'm going through. I barely notice the dents I made in my lip from biting so hard. I can't keep living like this! It needs to stop! On of these days I'm going to die and then another poor kid will suffer just as I have. I eat the doorbell. That's a sound I haven't heard in a... THE DOORBELL!!!! This is my chance! My chance to get out! My chance to live!