Walking down the street I could see my house approaching. Slowly walking towards the door I take a deep breath before opening the door to go inside. I twist the door knob taking a step inside while closing the door behind me. Hesitantly looking around to see if my dad or step mom were waiting for me. I sigh of great relief noticing that they weren't in sight. I make my way upstairs to my bedroom. opening my door to find my dad and step mom sitting in my room. on my bed. I walk in my room slowly and cautiously. Confused at why they are in my room. "welcome home slut! bout time you got here!" my dad yelled. "yeah you little slut! took you long enough!" my step mom inputted. I just looked at them without even speaking a word. "oh you to good to speak now you cunt?" they both yelled. I still remained silent. I had nothing to say. I didn't know what to say. "you ignoring us now ? that's it !" my dad yelled. He got up making his way toward me. I tried running out the door but my step mom blocked the door way. I looked at her with a helpless expression but she just laughed in my face. My dad struck his fist dead across my face causing me to stumble. He then grasped his hand tight around my neck forcing me to the wall. I couldn't breathe. I tried to escape but I just couldn't. his grip was too tight. Is this how I die? I thought to myself but then he let go. I bent over holding my neck gasping for air. Caught off guard when his knee came flying into my face causing me to lose my balance and fall. The pain was unbearable. I could feel my eye lids become heavy. everything becomes blurry as I am kicked on the head causing me to black out..
I wake up with my eyes still blurry. I try and stand back up but fall straight back down to the ground. Feeling sudden blows to the stomach I wrench over in pain. tears rolling down my face while screams escape my mouth. kick after kick, punch after punch. the pain was just to much to handle. I could feel my eye lids begin to shut slowly. all I could see was a black pit of pure darkness..
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Short StoryDear Diary, Every morning I wake up wishing I could be some where else. Why do I have to get put through this? I'm tired of getting beaten and abused by my god awful mother and father. The sound of the belt slamming down on my bare skin... the feeli...