Normally I'm used to my mom calling me ugly, an unwanted child, unfortunate being, useless, stupid, her biggest problem. I really cared but that was then. I would go to my room, shut the door and cry my eyeballs out then the result would be a throbbing headache, but above all I still loved her after all she was my mum until that fateful day it happened, we got into a fight because of my only friend visited me and got insulted by my mum. I could not take it, she was my only friend after her was no other. I had to stop her, I shouted for her to stop but she didn't, she even went further to dragging her hair then I grabbed a fry pan and slammed it on her back which made her stumble a little bit then she turned to me, carried a knife and started running towards me. All I could do was to run, I ran like they was no tomorrow until a force made me stand, I tried my best to move but I couldn't, I looked up and saw her running to me but I couldn't do anything, I was just helpless, I looked at my friend but she was battling with her phone then I felt a pain in my left eye, the knife pierced it and some liquid splattered then everything went blank.
I woke up in the hospital, my friend caressing my hand, an oxygen mask on my face and a cotton ball with plaster on my left eye. I asked Madison what happened and she narrated the story, she also told me that the doctor told her that I was blind at my left eye. I thought stabbing me on my eye was the only damage done until I felt breeze pass through my head, I felt it an noticed it was bald except from some hair sticking out at the middle. Madison told me that she also scrapped my hair and ran away when she noticed that Madison had called the police. I screamed, the doctors came and tried to calm me down but to no avail, I mixed my screams with a heartfelt cry, I felt pain on my left eye as I felt the cotton ball soak with a warm liquid from my eye, it dropped to my cheek and I touched it; it was blood. I didn't care.... "Where would I start from? How could someone be this heartless?" I asked myself. I was filled with rage, I slumped, my eyes were shut, I heard voices but it slowly died. I went into my own world, where I wanted revenge on everyone that caused me pain and mostly MY MOTHER.
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Vanderson
Teen FictionOnce a calm, nice girl, hated by her mother, she does everything possible to stay out of her mother's trouble but she walks into it KNOWINGLY.......Now a new being is created, unleashed wanting revenge at all cost, also not wanting anything or anybo...