Love...
That's the one word I don't believe in. Ever since my parents discovered drugs we haven't been a family in a long time. I lost how it feels like to have a family ever since I was in 3rd grade.
I still remember like it was yesterday.....
I came home with my best friend luke after-school happy to show my mom the first grade I ever got. When I enter I saw my parents with needles in their arms.
"Mommy what is that in your arm'' I asked confused
'' It's something that makes mommy feel good''
" Mommy look I got a good grade on my paper" as I took it out and showed her excited. Until she grabbed it and put some green grass in it and rolled it up.
"Now that's a lot better" as she started to smoke with it.
"Mommy no! That was special to me!"
I yanked from her hand and spilled what was inside onto the floor.
"You stupid little bitch. How dare you drop my weed"
She yelled as she slapped me across the face and I fell into the floor.
I stared at her shocked as they never laid there hand on me before...
"Go to your fucken room now!"
As I got up and quickly ran into my room crying thinking 'what is happening'
Ever since that night. Things started to go down.. I would go home and my parents will be high and they will hit me out of entertainment. Then school started to change as well...
I started to get bullied after the kids started to see how poorly I was dressing.
This continued all the way through elementary and middle school.
Until one day Luke stop talking to me...
That's when I knew that everything was going to change.
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Broken Heart and Home•~•lrh
FanficWARNING!! CHILD ABUSE, DEPRESSION, MENTIONS OF SELF HARM, READ AT OWN RISK "I don't even know who you are anymore.." "Trust me, I don't know either.." Alyssa and Luke were the perfect duo, nothing in the world could ever separate them. It was a perf...
