The Loner

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Intro

It all began ten years ago. The day that I lost my mom. I was seven years old and had a drunken dad. My mom had a disease, but I didn't knew it back then.

"The seven year old wouldn't understand it." They said.

My dad had murdered my mom, in front of my eyes. She was close to dying and had lots of pain and that's when my dad decided to stop the pain.

"She'd die anyway." He shouted at me when he noticed that I was watching my mom passed away with open eyes.

My dad had been drunk ever since my mom got the disease. My mom did nothing, but sleep or cough. She was never able to form sentences, but only stutter words. It was too much energy that her body couldn't deal with.

I took care of my mom at the age of seven, until the day she died. My dad got drunk every day and every night after that, till now. He used his anger towards me. I was his 'punching bag'. I have been punched several times each day and no I can't do a thing about it, because the last words my mom had told me were;

"I'm sorry. Please don't tell anyone." It was the day she died. I didn't understand it at first, but when my dad touched my mothers pale skin with the knife, it all made sense. She asked me not to tell anyone what my dad does, she knew that my dad would kill her, she knew that he'd use his anger towards me.

Now I am seventeen and in senior year. I work my butt off in the library to get good grades. I need a good college and I can't study home. My dad has burns my books or hits me with them. I don't like going home either. I stay at school as long as I can.

And if you wonder if my friends know about my dad abusing me? The answer is no. I don't have friends. I talk to no one at school. I am the loner. I sit alone, I eat alone. I have no one to talk except for a picture of my mother. I stare at it at least an hour a day and talk to her. I cry and tell her how much I miss her and how much I wanna run away, but I never can. I tried to, but I was always caught and punched harder by my dad. I have cuts on my body, I have bruises on my body and I have to hide them. Hide them from the world.

I am always wearing baggy jumpers or shirts and long sleeve shirts that don't touch my body. It hurts my bruises less that way. I only wear tight jeans, which I only have two of. A black one and a light blue one. My dad doesn't work so I am earning the money to keep myself still alive. I sing in a mall and play my guitar. I have managed to buy myself a guitar and I am blessed with the singing voice. My mom taught me how to sing a little as a child. I sing everyday after school, spending more time in the mall after studying. That way I am earning more money and I am staying away from my dad as much as I can.

No one knows about it from school, they don't even know my name. It is easier to hide my bruises. No one notices me or is like 'Hey where is Lauren.'

My body hurts everyday. I force myself to keep myself from falling on the ground and cry from the pain. No one should know about it, that's what my mother wanted from me and that promise is what I will be keeping. Even if I am on the edge of dying. It's the only thing my mother expects from me and asked from me.

A few more month until I graduate and leave high school to go to college. My grades need to be perfect so I can get a scholarship. I need to stay in a dorm or something. I never wanna return back to that house after high school. I never wanna see my dad again. My drunken dad.

The person that has never been a dad towards me ever since my mom died. But he is also the only one that I am left with in the world.

My name is Lauren Rivera and I am the loner of my high school. I am the girl surrounded by the high walls that I have build up after my moms death. I block out everyone that tries to contact me. I have been that girl that has no one to talk to, but a picture. I am that girl with the bruises all over her body. The girl that can barely walk from the pain and the kind of girl that believes that nothing is permanent and counts the days for going to college and being away from her abusive, drunken dad.

Everything can and will change, it just needs time.

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I hope you guys liked the intro! :) This was like a small backstory of Lauren. Now let the action begin.

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