The girl who drowned in her tears

Chapter 1

"October 31st, 7th birthday:

Dear diary today was my 7th birthday and mummy and daddy surprised me with the Barbie doll set I wanted for ages! I had a tea party and Rachel, Macy, Olivia and Emma came and we had a sleepover. It was so funny when Chase put on his Halloween mask and told us scary stories about ghosts and monsters. Rachel started crying. It was the best day ever and I love mummy and daddy and Chase so much."

That's how my diary entries used to be. I guess I could say I was a lucky rich girl living the LA life. Dad worked as the company manager for McKenzie and Sons business, which was one of the leading businesses in America. Mom never worked because she never needed to. Chase was a lot happier then. He was only 10 and I was 7. We lived in Beverly Hills for 4 years until dad's boss, Alfred, bought bad news to the company. Alfred was the new manager who was too young and too dumb to realize what he had dragged the business into. He was jealous of how everyone loved and got along with dad. So he sued him, not realizing that the company would only go downhill.

That's the day everything changed.

We no longer had any money to pay for the house or school funds, so we had to live on the street for a couple of months which felt like years. It was around winter time when mom decided to get herself a job, seeing as dad was still affected from the loss of his job. Strangely, we still managed to eat and have clean clothes thanks to Chase and all the other random people that spared us change here and there. He used to go out every night at come back early in the morning with around $70. I never used to know where he went and every time I asked him, he would never reply. I took me two years to figure out what he did every night; he was an escort, a boy prostitute. I don't think he's recovered since. Mom got a job at a pharmaceutical company and slowly started to make money. We couldn't afford a house in Beverly Hills anymore so we had to move. Our house wasn't a mansion or a big house like it used to be. Instead it was a government house which was miles away from Beverly Hills. I had to leave my old life behind which included my friends and school. I moved into a new school called 'Newton School'. It wasn't the best decision of my life. Somehow everyone found out about my life on the streets and I got bullied, badly. If I was lucky, the bullies would only tease me but that was hardly ever. I got physically abused and harassed. But I kept it all to myself because they threatened they would get me, even if it meant I were dead. So all that sorrow, loneliness and depression was stored in my tiny heart that would any day break into an infinity pieces. So instead, I took it out on myself. I turned to the razor blade seeing as it was my only friend. But that wasn't the worst of it.

In May a chemical explosion happened at the pharmacy mom worked in. mom never made it out alive. I guess all good things don't last forever. Dad couldn't take it so he drank away all pain and sorrows with beer and was often drunk. It was then when Chase changed. He was 14 then and was in middle school. He never picked the right friends and school. His grades went downhill and he started taking drugs. He got arrested 4 times and often took his anger out on me, leaving me with bruises all over my body. Chase, the brother I loved more than anything had totally changed into a person I knew nothing of.

And me? I changed too. If you remember the days I was smiling and jolly then Lord you haven't seen me for a few years. My reflection used to consist of a little innocent girl with blue eyes as blue as the sea and dark hair. A girl that never used to have any worries or fears. A girl that was always happy and got everything in a click of a finger. Well I killed that girl, she's no longer alive. And now every time I look in the mirror, I see a girl with lost eyes and broken hope. I see a girl with shattered dreams and countless scars. I see a person I don't want to see. I see me. I am Eliza Summers, but not the old one I used to be.

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