"You are worthless.!" My mom my room, tears rushing down my face.
Everyday is the same my mom gets drunk and she yells at me for no reason. My dad is dead my mother thinks I am the reason he's dead but I know I'm not he died by a car crash when I was 7. He was on his way to pick me up from ballet. He never showed up so I walked home and I was home alone for like a day. My mom came home super drunk and told me what happened and that I was a "waste of space and to never talk about him again " and I asked her where he was. She slapped me right across the face and grabbed me by my shirt and locked me in my room.
I am now 16, my names Elizabeth. I have brown hair and blue eyes. I am not popular. I am an outsider. I always wear sweatshirts and jeans to cover the scars and bruises. I cut myself. My only friend is named Noah. I have known him for like forever and we do everything together. He helps me stay away from suicide. He knows I cut. But he's helping me stop. I have a dog that my mom doesn't know about and she won't know. His names pudggerzz but I call him pudg he's a wiener dog he was a stray and I kept him. My mom would throw him out if she knew. So she won't.
Tonight has been terrible. I wish my dad was here to comfort me. He was always so good at that. I miss him so much! It hurts to know he is gone. I sleep with a bat most of the time, I have a lock on my door but I feel like that can't hold my mom. So if she comes at me while I'm sleeping I will have something to defend myself with.
I am bullied everyday at school but that one person who sticks up for me is Noah. He has this girlfriend she's the worst to me but when he's around it's a whole different story. I'd love to tell him but he wouldn't listen. He knows that I hate her, he doesn't know why I hate her so
much. But if he only knew...
