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you just yanked my hair for coming home late after the study session at school.
10 minutes late. 10 MINUTES.
i can't say anything back. i feel... powerless. as if i ever had any to begin with.
i lack knowledge, strength, looks to begin with and having my hair yanked today reminded me of the last time father had talked to us.
he yanked you by the hair all the way down the steps before slamming you into the wall, face first. you were bleeding from everywhere; the cuts from broken beer bottles, a bloody nose, busted lips.
i hid in the corner, knees curled into my chest in hopes he wouldn't find me and do the same.
'i never wanted this goddamned family! if anything, this is a goddamned dysfunctional hellhole you dragged me into when i got you pregnant.'
i felt worthless. maybe i still do.
tracing the familiar shapes of scars across my arms and legs and stomach, i now remember who caused them and when.
at this rate, no one will want me.
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ESTÁS LEYENDO
♤ house of spades ♤
Acak*tw* depression, anxiety, mentions of self-harm, mentions of anorexia, panic attacks. kth, ksj, pjm, jjk, myg, jhs, knj lowercase intended please don't look over this and read it. part one of the house of cards series. #wattys2016
