DeadAngel

~~Chapter 1~~

« Imagine if this world was different, I mean if there was no hate, no racism, no bullies... »

I am Amy, a teenager. I am in Middle School and I'm 15 years old.

Today, 13 July, my mother's family wanted tocome and visit us (Yes, I live with my mother because my father left us when heknew that my mother was pregnant and they weren't married). I cleaned ourlittle house, and then I went to change my clothes. I wore a shirt with orangeand black stripes and a black jean with yellow half boot, and then I brushed mybrown hair. Someone was knocking on the door, my mom shouted: « Amy,where are you? Hurry up and come open! ». I opened the door; there was mygrandma and grandpa, my uncle and aunt and finally Emily, Charlotte and Josh(my cousins). They all looked at me and kissed me on the cheeks, and then theywent to the living room where my mother was sitting. I sat next to my mom, andJosh was in front of me. It's been a long while since I last saw him, he'solder than the last time we met! He looked at me in the eyes, I didn't knowwhat to do so I acted the same, we stayed like that for awhile, then my momasked me to go and bring some cakes and coffee for the guests. So I went to thekitchen, and started making it, suddenly I felt someone's hand on my shoulderand a soft and manly voice : « Hi Amy, it's been a while », Iknew it was Josh so I turned immediately and hugged him and said : « YesJosh, it is in fact ». My mother came and saw me in his arms and smiling, andshe screamed : « Amy ! Did you lose your mind! I asked you tobring the cakes and make some coffee not to start making drama here! Go to yourroom ,now! And she slapped me in the face then she pulled my hair and tookme to my room, closed the door, took a belt and hit me throughout all my body. Itried to not scream because I was used to that, but my tears were rolling throughmy little cheeks and I was thinking of Josh, how he hugged me and how he lookedat me. Then my mother pulled me by my ears and whispered: « So youlove him, huh? Well, just to remember: love doesn't exist! », she left theroom and came back to the guests...