hopeless

I hear footsteps and I know he is coming. I have lived like this for years, at least six I think. Yet I still live in fear of the footsteps. Beads of sweat roll down my forehead he is mad I will be lucky if he doesn't beat me today. I cower back into the shadows that my little melt shed provides. I hear the lock clicks open and the screech protest of the rusty melt door. A bright beam of light cuts of my vision I feel a cold hand wrapped around my neck and left me of the floor. I regain my sight to see his rage filled face inch from my own.

 “despicable” he screams in my face and drops me to the ground.

He kicks me a couple times  and then walks out. It is usually longer but I got off easy today. My real name is Ashley, but he refers to me as it or thing. I was taken by him when I was ten. I have lost any feeling of hope that someone will find me. I will probably die hear is this shed. I count the second I have alone for he will be back begging for my forgiveness if as I had a choice in the matter.

I walk to my pile of blanks that lay on the floor. I am basicly his pet, but I do get things like a hair brush, fresh cloths and if I am good a shower. I hear the door open and he comes, in runs up and embraces me. I hug him back because if I don't I will get a beating.

“please please please forgive me,”

“of course I will” I say.

And he walks out wordlessly like nothing is wrong.   He has taken everything from me my sanity, my hope, my feel, my life, and worst of all my virginity. I am sixteen and have ever hoped, loved, or wanted. Although sometimes I think about what my life would be like if this didn't happen. I lay down and try to go to sleep but end up thinking about my parents and bother. I remember them and ache for them but I need to watch myself and can't worry about them.

I get up and start to brush my hair. it is a long task because my hair goes all the way to my waist. But it is claiming and if I close my eyes I am ten again sit at my moms vanity as she brush out my golden blond hair. It is time to go to sleep I need my rest because who knows what tomorrow will bring.   

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