Not So Normal

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Hello ladies and gentle man. I bet your so surprised to see this from me, but know I'm doing this for a reason. If I get one comment asking if I'm pregnant I swear I will explode. I'm not. I'm not that kind of girl. If your name is here, the congrats. I loved your name and decided to use it. I am also doing a cover compition for this book, msg me it. Or make a book and then send it to me. Whatever. Also to my new readers welcome! I hope you enjoy yourself. And my loyal followers thanks. Just, Thank you. Anyways, I'm bladdering, on to the story.

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I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock going off, already? I decided to ignore it, even though today is a school day. I soon fall back asleep.

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"Myesha!" I heard my mom yell as she opened the door, making a soft creak sound. "You have to wake up, I know you don't want to..." "But mom..." I sounded like an idiot, I wanted her to give me a moment, she can be very annoying and stubborn at times, I hope this isn't one of them.

I hear the sound of my moms boyfriend coming up the stairs. I really hate that guy, he thinks he rules the world. And when truth comes to shove I don't trust him. Not at all. I see him peek through the doorway. "Hey Myesha, you should get up, and get ready to"

He started walking toward me, my heart pounding in my chest. He gave my mom a signal, chances are asking her to leave. I pleaded with my eyes for her not to leave, she didn't get the message.

And she walked out of the room, fear was all I felt at this moment, his smirk was sinister. Once the door closed he grabbed me, pulling me out of the bed, I tried to scream, but he stopped me from doing so. Suddenly I felt something collide with my jaw, I winced. "Thats for making my girlfriend wait for your lazy butt" He punched me again, I let out a soft groan, and felt the blood trickle down my arm from where I had been hit.

Another slap, I looked down, afraid. I watched him grab a belt, and he walked towards me with it. The belt glimmered at the end, and he smiled as he noticed me staring at it. I wanted to scream, but I knew he would hurt me worse if I did. Suddenly the belt collided with my side, I felt a item go in me, a snap, then he smiled, removed the belt dropped it in the floor, then left.

I grabbed my knees and felt horrid pain, I sobbed into them. I hoped my mom would notice what he did, and I hear my mom running in, grabbing my hand. "What's wrong?" She asked softly, I felt rage pour through my vains for not knowing. "Your boyfriend is wrong mom, look what he did to me, he's sick!" I made sure I spat the last word, so my mom got the point.

I ran through what he had done in my head as my mom sat there confused, then suddenly she said "Myesha your wrong, your just not ready to get over what happened to your dad!" I flinched, she's never talked about my dad to me this way. He died last year, he saved me from a cliff, I had slipped, then he grabbed me and pulled me up, then suddenly he lost his balance and fell to his death.

"Me?! Not over dad! Why wouldnt I be! But I'm over enough to want you to be happy with another guy, but this one isn't the one!" I shouted loudly. Mom stared at me, grunted then ran out, I hear her start to cry. I felt bad, but not really.

I sobbed and rested my head on my knees, feeling a small bump on my head as I did so. Slowly and carefully I made my way down to where the pain in my side was. I slowly lifted up my shirt and gasped, there was a large line on my side, blood pouring out of it. My vision got blurry then. I knew I was losing alot of blood, I thought back to how I saw a flash on the belt. Must of been a knife.

The door cracks open, I scream when I see rob entering, he takes off his shirt. He chuckles, and smiles that creepy smile, and then, I pass out.

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"How is she?" A soft voice asks, no one I know, my eyes feel droopy, my head pounding against my skull. "She's fne, lots of blood loss, and bruises, but she should be fine" another voice I had never heard before. I wanted to open my eyes, but I found it difficult. I let out a groan, and I hear someone stand up and rush to my side. She Grabs my hand.

"Hmm... This wound on her side is serious, and from the looks of it there's something in there" I hear a gasp, which I can only assume is my mom. "Do you mean surgery?" She asks, her voice sounds fearful. "Yes, if we don't this item could cause some serious damage to her, and I doubt you want her to lose a leg or something much worse" A loud sob fills the air, I can tell its my mother.

I opened my eyes immediately, and felt a sickening pain in doing so. "M-mom?" my voice sounded hoarse, cracky and pain filled. Her hand flew to my side and grabbed my hand. "I'm here Myesha" I smiled softly, and knew she was truly worried for me, probably was just in the spur of the moment mad earlier. I was exhausted and felt how weak I really was.

"Myesha the doctor is gonna check your temp, be good for the doctor while he does it" A doctor walks forward, and checks my temperature, he looks at it. he walks over to my mom and motions for her to sit, chances are, so she doesn't get sick.

"Is she sick?" Worry in her voice as she asks. "Yes, with a high fever, she needs to rest" He walks over to me and smiles kindly, then puts a mask on me, and suddenly I feel tired, falling asleep a moment after.

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