Okay. Well I'm Anisah Skylar*. I'm 12 years old. Not 15 or 16. My birthday is July 21, 2000. This is my story.
I guess you could say that it started when I was born. Ya know. The fights,everything else. Okay so, I was a newborn. My parents are driving me home from the hospital. My older brother, Zach or Zachariah, who is only 3 (almost 4) years old, comes to the car to see me. Now, he was an only child before me, and he's never had a sibling before. All he wanted was to play with me. So, he takes me out of my car seat, somehow, and literally drags me into the house by my arms. I wasn't crying, I wasn't doing anything. I was perfectly fine. He didn't know he wasn't supposed to do that. My mom only understood why he did it. Man, was my dad pissed! So, he starts yelling at Zach for no reason. Seriously. Calling him names and everything. My mom couldn't do anything, she just had a kid and really didn't want to piss Dad off even more. That's when everything started. Sadly.
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A/N: The * after Skylar is just to hide my real last name from creepers. >.>
I hope you guys like it. By the way, sorry it's short. Hopefully if I remember to back then, I'll make the next chapters longer. c:
