Night Flower

Kyran

I've been abused by my father since past to present. Sexually and Physically. I never actually new what was happening. My mother was killed by a robber at a bank she worked at in New York.

My father was reported to the County Jail after my neighbor heard my screams. They came over to check on me and saw him trying to end me right there and then. My neighbor's name was Marcus. Marcus DiAngelo. He was half Mexican and American. He arteto beat my father up for what he did to me. First, it was embarrassing. I was practically NUDE and my lady parts were showing. Marcus' wife heard the glass window shatter and came over to see if everything was alright. When she saw me crying and cowering in the corner of the room and her husband fighting with my dad, she covered her mouth and said, "Lord have mercy!"

She ran to my room and caught my jacket. She wrapped it around me and took me to her house and called the cops. My hands, knees, back, every part of my body hurt. I had a birthmark on my back, right below my neck. It was a butterfly shape. It's wings curled gracefully and it was beautiful. My back had scars, so did my hands and arms. My legs had stitches and bruises.
I was scarred and hurt. She covered my body fully with a blanket instead of my jacket since it was short. The cops appeared and they dragged my dad away. They left Marcus since they heard he was helping me.

They attained me and grasped my custody in their lives.

Now, I am in highschool. I dyed my hair winter blue. I didn't want to be reminded of him. We had the same hair color. Auburn dark hair. My mother was a brunette.

She and I shared the eyes. Piercing black coals.

I got a lip ring and gages in my ear.

I became what most people these days called "emo", " fakes", "crybabies", or worse, " Gays and dikes ".

People are so original!

Not.

"Kyyyyraaann!!" My girly friend, Deangela Leitner, shouted down the hall.

"Hey, Deangela." I said, giving her a small salute. She smiled and caught her breath for a while. "Skylar just asked me out!!" I gave her thumbs up, acted like I cared, put on a BIG smile. "Good for you!" She frowned, "C'mon, please don't be sarcastic you jealous bitch!" I stopped right there.

"Oh you wanna start?" She smirked, "Maybe!" I shook my head, "Well bring it on, skank!" She hurled her body at me.

I quickly moved aside and tackled her. She shrieked and grabbed my hair. I grabbed her leg and pulled at it. She fell over and respired for air.

I laughed and grinned. She was such a baby. But I love her all the same.

I stopped smiling when I saw a certain man walking towards. Me I felt fear and pain drive through me.

I started gathering my things and walked as fast as I could. Once he called my name, I ran as fast as I could.

I would NOT absolutely NOT see him again.

The man that caused me detriment.

My Dad...