Adira
Monsters. They are real, oh so real. In fact I'm staring one straight in the eyes and the sad thing is I look just like her. That's right its my 'lovely' mother. I used to think monsters were fake but I took a closer look at the world and noticed that we are the monsters.
"Are you listening to me bitch?" I was slapped out of my thoughts... Literally.
"Yes mother" I sigh, sometimes you just get so tired of being mentally or physically abuse- which I'm both if you didn't already know- that you either stand up for yourself or you just take it, I did both. I let my mom continue to walk over me but I won't let that hoe from school do it. Not today hun. I wish I was this confident all the time.
"Get out of my sight!" My mother slams her fist down on the kitchen counter.
I turn around rolling my eyes where she can't see me and I start walking to the stairs.
"No wonder your dad left us, he could see how weak you were before you were even born! Why couldn't you have been a boy!?" She screamed out like it was all my fault, I walk up the stairs ignoring the names she was calling me.
Okay I couldn't choose the gender I wanted to be and I like being a girl. I don't believe my dad left because I was a girl, I think he left cause I was a baby. He probably didn't want kids. I don't know anymore, I really just want to leave this place. I don't even change out of the clothes I wore to school, I just crawl into bed and I start to silently cry. Why? Why did I have to be born, why do I have to live this life?!
"God please just tell me" I whisper as more tears come.
I cried myself to sleep that night like I do every night, I just hope I dream of him because I need someone, even if it is only in my dreams.
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Dreams To Reality
RomanceI often see him in my dreams, it feels so real, it has so much detail, I can actually feel his soothing touch on my skin, but when I wake up I'm back to my nightmare. This story contains mature language and abuse (just a heads up)