They don't know how much their words cut my heart like a knife. Everyday I put up with their torment with my head held high any my walls biult to take on any blows. But my walls are slowly crumpling and strong slowly weakening.
Pathetic
Loser
Weak
Ugly.
Those words, those four simple words can easily break a person. Every night I lock myself in my 'room' and cry. The dams that have been holding back all those tears have finally broken. My stepmother, Sandy, treats me like i'm a disease and so do the rest of my family. The name calling at school have gotten worst day by day. I need help but I have no one to turn to. No one! I am trap in a place where pain is the only existing emotion. A place where death is like a gift. A place where your nightmare come true. My name is Annabell and this is my Cinderella life.
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"Annabell didn't I tell you to make dinner?!" Sandy yells throught the phone
I can hear the twins whining in the background," I'm hungry!"
"I'm sorry."
When she hangs up I gather all my books and head out the library. I sigh, thimgs will never change
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My Cinderella Life
WerewolfAnnabelle wynters has been abused by her family and pack members ever since her father, the alpha, died. She is left to defend herself from the cruelty of her pack, but one fateful event changes everything.
