Ava

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Life

What is life?

Life to me is waking up, hating myself, then the people who should love me most saying the things I think .

My siblings are clueless.
My older brother, Jaden, moved out as soon as he turned 18 he moved out.
He didn't know about the abuse.
It started after he moved out.
My parents blamed me saying I drove him away.

My younger brother is 15, laden and Addy, my 5 year old sister, are mine to protect. My parents haven't touched them, yet.

I never let them know what goes on when I tell them to go to a friend's house, or to their rooms.

When the ask about the bruises , I simply tell them I fall alot.

Till one day laden came home early from his friends.

That day I'll never forget.

He looked at me after my parents finished beating on me, he hugged me so tight crying telling me he'd save me one day, It was the worst thing.
Knowing what he just witnessed.

He was typically a very happy outgoing boy, but after that he just closed off.
Started reading alot and he was getting honors in his classes, his high school courses. He was a genius.
But he didn't show happiness anymore. Ever.

It broke my heart to see him so closed off.

He would still play with Leaha and I on occasion.

It's sad.

But it's better than him going through it.






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