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Start of hell

Stacey was a young girl who lived in Ontario with her mom and dad her mother was so sweet her father so not! Her dad i guess you could say could be caring if even tried but knowing him he wouldnt at all when Stacey was about 5 years old her father would beat her mother until the point where there would be bruises all over her body and blood would just drip to the floor Stacey would hide in her room away from the screaming and hollering and fighting but what no one did know is what she did in that room... Stacey also had a younger brother named Ryan he was only a baby but of course mom never could take care of him because of the problems that she was going through so Stacey had to grow up pretty fast she would always do laundry, Dishes, sweep the floors you name a chore she probably did it. When Stacey was 13 she was taken away from her parents but unfortunately her brother and her were split apart Stacey knew there was probably a chance shed never see her brother again and thats when she snapped Stacey wasnt that good girl that did all her chores anymore she was layed back started getting into drugs and bad grades her adopted parents had no idea why but everyday after school Stacey would literally come home crying and running into her room the only time you would see Stacey was when it was dinner time her parents loved her but Stacey didnt love them her parents had no idea what she was going through at school so of course just like youd think good parents they would try to talk to her Stacey wanted nothing to do with them though so anytime it was brought up she slammed on the table and went to her room. One night when Stacey was about to go have a shower she was cutting up some apples for her lunch but that knife was just haunting her she slowly moved it to her wrist almost losing control the blood started dripping down to the floor she felt like it was so right yet so wrong at the same time breathing heavy now she rushed stairs the shower away from any sharp objects she thought... When Stacey got into the shower she saw a razor sitting there the water beating down on her rushing to the floor it felt like the world just stopped she quickly turned around but made a mistake and took another glance feeling angry Stacey ripped the razor apart and she knew what to do next its the only way she felt that she was alive Stacey now crying in the shower tears dripping down her cheek yet she smiled the most horrifying smile ever like she was scared but happy at the same time she finally after an hour or so being in there jumped out wiped the water off her face and slowly wrapping the towel around her she stared into the mirror and looked at the marks she just made on her body her mother knocked on the door "Stacey are you okay?" Stacey didnt reply it went silent like the whole world had just stopped...