My faith and hope soon faded away when all I could do is hope for better. Times began to become stressful to the point I questioned the purpose of life when all I do is wrong as it seems. My sister and I never been the trouble bad type kids. My dads side of the family they look at us as ungrateful and many more names. Such as we are the fault of everything that has become a problem in my dads life such as drugs and jail involvement. It is pitiful how a so called man could even hand his own kids drugs to hold while he rides and makes his stops all just for to provide for his needs not ours. My moms side of the family looked out so much to provide for my sister and I no one could or will ever understand him. How could a man put blue and purple marks on his own daughters all over our choice of wanting to stay else where. He just couldn't except it all he thought of as we stabbed him in his back. He left me blank in the eyes of any hope I had none. All my thoughts were why god why do you allow my own father to get away with this abuse for more than 5 years. Ill never be happy for as long as I know he's still around. Hope is something god will have to restore back into my heart once im free from abuse.
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14 and heartless
Mystery / ThrillerThis is the story of my life and I just want to let people know my life isn't perfect or how you think you see it as but if you just read it you'd never believe so much hurt could take place in 14 years!..
