Beating it all(on hold)

Chapter 1

My name is Sandra Bowen. I'm a 17 year old. I have brown shoulder length hair, bright blue almost white eyes. I'm 5'7 and I'm an average student. I have a younger brother and an older sister.I don't have a very good home life. My mother is a pushover and my father abuses the girls in my family. He treats my brother very differently. See, my father believes that the women in a family should be home makers, as in they should be seen but never heard. Suffice to say we were very frightened of my father. He demanded respect and what he got was respect in the form of fear. My only escape was school and when I was permitted sleep overs at my best friend, Janie Apperly's house. Now that I have told you a little about my family and me, I can continue on with my story.

It was like another day, I woke up and got ready for school. I took a shower and applied eyeliner, mascara, and neutral make up. I went downstairs to see my mother making breakfast.

Kissing my mother on the cheek I said, "Good morning, mother."

She replied by saying, "Good morning Sandra. How did you sleep?"

"Well, thank you, mother," I answered. We fell silent and I sat down at the table for breakfast. I was hungry and wanted to start eating but we weren't allowed to start eating without having my father at the table.

I knew my father walked in to the room when my mother stiffened. "Good morning family," his voice boomed.

"Good morning," we all chorused.

My father sat down and waited for my mother to serve him. After he was served we could all serve ourselves and eat.

While eating my father said, "Sandra, how did you sleep?"

"Well, Daddy, Thank you," I replied. My sister and I had to call him daddy or receive a beating. He wanted us to look like the perfect family. I finally looked up at him and he was staring at me.

"Sandra, Go upstairs and take off that make up now!! You look like a god damn whore!" His booming voice made me jump. I ran off and did what he told me before I could get beat for looking as what my father said.

While I was in the bathroom, My mother came upstairs. She came into the bathroom and closed the door.

"I think you look very beautiful, Sandra," she said.

"Thank you, mom" and I gave her a hug. I went back downstairs and look at my father for approval.

"That is much better, Sandra, you know I don't like it when you where all that make up. It takes away from your beauty" I shuddered, and hoped he didn't see me shudder. I hated when he looked at me like that.

"Yes, daddy, I'm sorry."

"You better be. Now get to school and don't be late. I don't want to have to put a mark on your pretty face before school."

"Yes, Daddy. Have a good day at work" and I kissed him on the check before leaving.

When I got to school my best friend, Janie, was waiting for me. She has blonde hair, hazel eyes, and is 4'11. She walked up to me and we hugged each other.

"Was he bad today?", she asked.

"He told me I looked like a whore and to take off my make up, and after I took it off and went back downstairs he told me that it took away from my beauty and then looked at me with that look."

Janie looked upset then said, "You barely wear anything more than neutral colored make up. I don't know how that makes you look like a whore. Was it that look, where he looks like he's gonna attack you?"

"Yea. I hate it when he looks at me like that. It scares me so much. Do you think I can spend the night tonight to get away from him?" I asked.

"Let me ask my mom and you ask yours. Hopefully your dad will say yes." she said. I hope he says yes, I thought. The bell then rang and we had to go to class.