I don't even try to pretend I'm asleep anymore, it never works. I lay in bed, fully awake, listening to her screaming. She's screaming at him to leave, when he has obviously done nothing. You think I would cry, but I don't. I lay there, emotionless, just going with it. Then, before I know it, the door slams. My dad leaves and now I am stuck here with her. I walk downstairs, to see her on the couch, with her face in her hands. I feel no sympathy for her, she is nothing but an ignoramus. I can't cry anymore and I don't know why. She looks up at me and I say nothing. "What are you looking at?" she spits at me, giving me nothing but a frown. I don't say anything, but avert my eyes and look out the window. I want him to come back, to save me from her. But he always comes back, but only for me. Or that's what he told me anyway.
It wasn't always like this, my mother used to be really happy. Then she lost my baby sister and then she changed completely.
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Unfortunate.
Teen FictionLuna fights her way through her teenage life. Abused emotionally and physically by her mother, she is pushed down deeper and deeper into her already depression.
