Misery

Prologue

Edited 12/4/16

This is dedicated to JustCallMeNessa because she has been my first friend on here and she loves the home alone movies, what's not to love about someone that loves Home Alone? Also, just because she's amazing! :)

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"You know we don't want you, so why do you proceed to try to make us proud of you?" she says, her voice harsh and angry.

I grab my little brother and back out of the living room while my brother sticks up for us.

"You need to calm down" Jack says.

I pull Jake into his room where there are toys. All that a little boy could ever want.

But he hates them, every single one of them.

He told me he wants to take them to the Goodwill on his birthday.

He's too young, but he realizes the world is a sad, horrible place.

I don't want him growing up so fast, but he knows how to take care of himself almost as well as I do.

He knows pain and hurt, though me and Jack shield him from most of it.

Our mother thinks she's still in her teens and lives the high life while our father works day in and day out. He only comes home when he's drunk and isn't out with another woman.

Mom knows and doesn't care. They have what some would call an "open" relationship. In front of the press, we play the "perfect" family gig.

Jack has been talking about saving up enough money and just leaving. I think if we told them that, they would give us the money to leave.

I have been battling my depression for a while now. It's not just the parent problem. It's also the feeling that you belong nowhere and that no one wants you around. The thought of even going to a public place sends a feeling of being out of place through me and I begin freaking out.

Just thinking of people surrounding me that don't even want me alive, makes me feel disgusted.

It would be different if there was at least one person that wanted me, but I know there isn't. That's why I decided it was time to help the depression out and speed along the killing of myself. It seems even the depression hated me so much it made my death so slow.

Though, I didn't know the day I decided to kill myself, would be the day an angel walked in and attempted to fix me. I didn't think she was enough to save me, because if I can't save myself, how can someone else?

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So, this is the prologue. I forgot about this thing.

I was just going to not put one, so I just decided to wing it.

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Check out my other book also, it's gonna be my main priority, so of you get tired of waiting for an update, shoot over to that one and read it for a bit, while I work on a chapter for this one.

Christina