Imagines

The Crazy Life

  Hey, the name's Janet. (A/N sorry Angelica if you're reading this. Its a different story. Not yours. I just had to get this off of my chest & mind. Sorry ily) I'm 17.(Janet is you) Grew up in a big town; a town where everyone judged everyone. It was scary. This whole story started when I was 10. Here it is..

  On a special day for my parents, I was born. The first and only child. No one to look up to nor no one to watch over.. I guess it was cool. My family was...perfect. More than you can ask for. I loved my parents so much. But, I didn't know how they felt about me.. 

  When I was younger, I didn't want to be the popular kid. (keep in mind Janet was actually really pretty) To me, it wasn't worth it to not be me. Therefore, I didn't ask for updated clothes... Growing up here, I was made fun of. I used to think they were just joking so I just let it be. I had only two best friends. They were real & I loved them very much. Their names: April and AJ. These people were the best people to have over at your house, honestly. I could never let them go.

  It was fourth grade... April and AJ came over after school. We all rushed to my room while say hi to my mom. Oddly, my dad wasn't there...He would be the first to greet me and give me a big hug. I didn't bother to ask my mom because she looked busy. My friends and I got busy with our homework so we have time to relax.

   After homework, my dad still wasn't here.. So I finally asked my mom.

"Hey mom, where's dad?"

"Oh honey, he has overtime. He said he would have to come back late at night."

"Oh..ok"

  I at least tried calling him but he didn't pick up...even after 10 times. I called him every hour for 5 hours. I then lost hope and gave up. April, AJ, and I just sat there, on the couch, watching tv; the usual. It was a Friday so my friends decided to sleep over.

"Hey guys...Can you guys stay up with me until my dad gets back?"

"Sure"

"Thanks guys.."

  So that whole night, my mom was asleep, and we did what every 10 year old girls would do at a sleepover. Finally, 5 hours of waiting, I hear the door slam open. My friends and I walked down the stairs quietly to scare him but when I looked at him....he didn't look like my dad. He was very drunk...falling all over the place...and his clothes were all messed up. Wasn't much like the dad I knew he was... The three of us looked at each other terrified.

  I myself slowly walked down the stairs and over to him..

"Hi daddy...How was...work.."

"GO TO YOUR ROOM!!"

"Daddy, I jus-"

"GO! AND GO TO SLEEP! NOW!"

  I quickly obeyed him and ran up the stairs with my friend as I heard the door slam shut. I wanted to go to my parents' room but I figured that he'd walk in there sometime soon  so I just went in mine. I was the last to go in so I shut the door, turned of the light, and we all got in our beds. It wasn't pitch black so I could still see April and AJ and they saw me as well. I was crying my heart out because I have never seen that part of my dad....I cried myself to sleep as my friends comforted me.

  It was hard to fall asleep because all we heard was fighting between my parents...then I heard something break into the wall.......my dad's fist. 

  The next morning was a blur. All I could remember that before April and AJ left, I asked them a question. 

"Will you guys be coming back next weekend?"

"I'm sorry.. but after seeing what happened last night, I'm afraid not."

"Oh, well. It's okay. I wouldn't stay here either if I had the chance."

  After they left it was also a blur but, I remember my dad would do this continuously. The nights he would do this, I'd hear my mom cry so heavily.. Turns out, he was getting drunk..and even worse. Cheating. Therefore, in 6th grade, my parents split. I still had to see both of them though...I hated my dad's

  One specific night, I was at his house, and he came home drunk, as usual. I forgot that he did this so I forgot to sleep early. He came in angry and crying.. It was because he realized he lost his wife. He saw me sitting on the couch watching a show and I was scared as fudge. He rushed at me and grabbed the remote and turned off the tv and threw the remote across the room. I balled myself up and he started to hit me.. I started to cry heavily. He shoved me on the floor and told me to shut up. I couldn't stop so he kicked me and yelled this is all your fault. I ran to my room quickly and locked my door. I packed all of my things and climbed out of my window. I texted my mom that I was running away and going to her house. 'She told me she'd pick me up a block away.

  After she picked me up, we went home, grabbed all of our important things, and went to a close friend's house because we figured my dad would come looking for us. Surprise surprise, he did. My mom and I had to change our numbers and everything. I never kept in touch with him for the rest of my life..

  Ahh. High school... Freshman. woohoo. April and AJ. Remember them.? My enemies. They started to talk behind my back and in front of my face..and so did a lot of people. I didn't like no one and no one liked me. This is when I took the making fun of more seriously.. Especially when one specific person called. me. fat. and. ugly. Still, I hated life...

  A day after school,..oh hey a pencil sharpener. Took it apart. Blade. Slice. All on my wrist & thighs.

  After a week.....anorexia took over me.. I lost way more than I should have and I couldn't control it.. lots of my bones showed and I had the biggest thigh gap ever.

  I came to school one day; I waked up to the guy who called me fat, and asked him if I was skinny enough. He said no..and everyone laughed.

  l My name at school was never Janet anymore.....it was Ana....

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Hey guys. I could never imagine someone's life like this. If it's someone like this I feel so terribly sorry and I hope you feel better. With al my love and care..~~Angel xx