This is our love story

a/n

This story is for my girlfriend. this is our love story. based on a true story!

just another shitty day of being me.getting made fun of, being laughed at , beaten up, books thrown on the ground, lunch money stolen... just some of the things i go through on a daily basis... then when i come home from school i have about an hour to do home work, clean, cook dinner, listen to music and, cut...

yes you read that right... i cut myself. have been since i was about 10 thats a total of 5 years.

soon comes my mom... when ever she comes home i always have to deal with her calling me fat. she always says "oh you dont need dinner your fat enough" i just sit there and swollow sadness.

shes just stressed out because of work. i wish my dad didnt walk out. he was the one thing that kept my mom from being rude. well he didnt exactly walk out....

*FLASH BACK*

mommy and daddy look so happy! mommy always smiles around daddy. where at the beach right now and my parents seem to be talking about something.

"sam i know i may seem happy but ever since you'v gotten out of jail your being a ass hole to the kids and me. i want a devorce." my mommy says

"Fine then... i guess thats how its gonna be then. " daddy says to mommy

still with smiles on their faces.

i dont know what that means.. maybe it meant candy? mommy really likes candy.  

*flash back two years later*

in about 9 now... so devorce means getting your heart broken because your parents dont love each other anymore so they dont live with eachother or talk to each other.

my dad got a new wife. her name was pam. she was so mean! she treats me and my brother like trash. i wish this devorce would never have happened! i never see my mom anymore i want to live to her not my dad. but i fucked up my chances with that because i got into some trouble at school.

anyway... she hits us and dosnt feed us.

i wanna go home.

last week i got molested by my dads friend... i didnt understand what was happeneing... until my brother told me.

this is hard ... i dont know how to deal with this...

-two weeks later-

i just turned 10

im still thinking of a way out... i want to see my mom!

i saw a razor blade in my brothers room? he uses them for art class....

i have other ideas.

i stole it from his room...

i went to the bathroom and put it up to my skin.

was i really about to do this? i guess i heard it helps people so why not me?

i pushed it as hard as i could and slid it across my leg.

i started bleeding.. it hurts so bad! but i kind of like it. it was bleeding alot and i was starting to freak out.

i wraped my leg in a towel and went to sleep.

i woke later that day. my leg kind of stopped bleeding but theres still a little blood. i saw how flat my stomach was... my mom would never let me get that skinny. i hated myself... but i love the pain im in. its good to feel something.

-a year later-

im 12. i now get daily beatings sometimes 2 times a day... i only eat when i go over my moms house. i can tell shes feeling bad.