Love me or love me not?

Chapter One

Hello my name is Mariah.Ann.Harbor. I have blonde hair and brown eyes.Im not that sociable and I am a little shy at times but I'm really nice once you get to know me.I live with my mom Terri , my dad John and my brother Zach. Zach and I don't get along that well we end up arguing about EVERYTHING!!

My mom then comes and talks to us she always favors Zach and says "Zach go to your room and get away from this annoying,bratty snot" in her sweet,innocent voice. She then takes out her favorite belt and whips my back until it's blistered.My dad hears me crying in pain and decides its time for him to join the supposedly "fun" game called "beat the brat senselessly ." When they think that I have had enough they would lock me in a closet for hours. They wouldn't let me out to eat or to go to the bathroom until they felt like opening the door. If I had to go to the bathroom I would have to use a bucket that mom put in there for me.

The next morning I woke up with a stinging pain on my back where I was beaten night.Im starting to get used to it though. The beatings started when I was about 4 years old. I don't understand why my parents hate me so much to beat the crap out of me for no reason. I just want someone to respect and care for me.

Today is the first day of school. I love school it's the only time I can get away from my parents.My best subject is science even though I hate it. My favorite subject is English.

Our school has us wear uniforms now. Thanks to all the older girls wearing see through shirts and shorts so short you can see there underwear. My best friend Rachael and I are always complaining about the uniforms. We hate them!!

Rachael is the only person that believes me when I tell her about my parents beating me.I can trust her with anything. We tell each other secrets and stuff. When I told her about last nights beating she told me that I should tell someone, like the principle. She is stupid sometimes and can be a major idiot when I got done explaining why I can't do that(which took a while) she understood why it would just make it worse.

Chapter 2

It's Friday the 13 great just great nothing good ever happens to me. When I came downstairs this morning to start getting ready for school I had just walked into the kitchen when all of a sudden "bang!" I fell to the floor with a pounding in my head and I looked up to see mom standing over me smiling .She was holding a baseball bat in her hand, she raised it as if she as going to hit me again when I rolled and moved making her hit the floor I ran away up to my room and locked the door. I went and hid in my closet hoping she wouldn't find me. I was breathing heavily and my heart was pounding out of my chest when all of a sudden I heard banging on my door, I peaked out the crack and saw holes in my door she was beating the door. I was panicking by this point so i just quickly opened my window and climbed out onto my balcony and slowly climbed down the ladder that was still there from when dad was painting the outside of the house.I escaped to my secret hiding spot in the shed and sat there remembering that I was still in my pj's and that I had school.

I didn't dare go back to the house so I went to Rachael's house, she only lived a block away from me . We wear the same size cloths so I borrowed one of her school uniforms and her mom brought us to school.

When we got to out classroom we were introduced to a new kid his name was Jeffrey.Noel.Hunt. Jeffrey and I became pretty close we had a lot in common he had just left his school because he got bullied and picked on by everyone in the school and his father was very abusive towards him just like my mom and dad were.Except his dad didn't get away with it like my parents do.Jeffrey's dad got sentenced for life in jail, when he told me that he said "I hope that one of these days your parents get caught and rot in jail just like my dad is. What they do to you is sick! I only live a couple houses down from you anytime you are in serious trouble just scream and I will be there." when he said that I could feel my face turn bright red. I thought to my self 'Damn it stop blushing you idiot he's just being nice, he doesnt like you any more than a friend and you know that'  then I realize that he is staring at me giving me one of the "are you gunna answer or what" looks I was to deep in my thoughts that I had no idea that he had asked me a question. Whoops!