Chrome

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I am Chrome Gilmore , the son of the vice-president of Laver and a woman who was imprisoned for drunk driving. I am 14 years old and have a younger sister named Poppy, the only beautiful thing about my life. My dad, he...

"CHROME!!!!!! GET HERE BEFORE I PUNISH YOU FOR IGNORING ME!!!". Well ya, that is my father, a strong, bossy and arrogant man with no love whatsoever for his two children. " Be right there dad..."

My dad is a very popular man, powerful and ambitious. Everyone thinks of me as a perfect child with a perfect life but anyone on the inside would know how my life really was.

I walked into my fathers office. He sat at his desk, with his glasses on and beckoned to me to come forward. I trudged ahead and waited for his lecture.

He said in his 'parental authority' voice, " Chrome, even though I have told you a million times, you never seem to get it through your thick skull that you are expected to behave in a certain way because your father is a respected man and is well known. I have fought fiercely to get to where I am even after your mother was... Oh!! So shameful!!! Anyways, I don't want my image being spoiled by a brat like you- "Well maybe you could do all this because you never loved her, my mother. You wanted her to go to hell so you have her share of the profits and power!", I said.


My fathers face changed from pale to red to a deep purple and he bellowed, " What did you say you ungrateful wretch? You do not appreciate anything and you talk back to me? The man without whom you would be on the streets, begging??". He took out his belt and then started what I had started to call the whipping session after which I was always bedridden for several days.


I was whipped 20 times on my back and slapped across my mouth and then sent to my room. I HATED  MY FATHER. I HATED MY MOTHER TOO FOR LEAVING ME WITH HIM!!!!!!!! I have been getting whipped since a very young age but I never tell anyone because I am a 'perfect child with a  perfect life'. I never tell Poppy either . I love my baby sister and I would never let anything hurt her.


Hatred for parents, this started the thoughts , oh the thoughts and the thoughts, well they led to...

BLOODSHED!!!


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by Elena

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