As the red haired girl finished writing she quickly shut the book and hid it so her mother couldn't find it,who knows how much trouble she would get in if that woman read It. She heard footsteps get closer to her door, her red eyes filling with fear as they stopped for a moment in front of her door. The door was locked, she realized, when the knob jiggled. The footsteps continued down the hall, and into another room. Jasmine sighed happily as she heard the foot steps move on. The red head sat on her bed and hugged herself,trying to fight back her tears. After all that had happened who would blame her for crying? Eventually she gave in and cried herself to sleep.
The girl woke up the next day with red irritated eyes and her mother banging on the door yelling. "WAKE THE HELL UP YOU HAVE CHORES TO DO!"
Jasmine groaned as she got up and got dressed. Her chores were mostly her cleaning the house and taking care of that witch of a mother. As she got done she went to the kitchen and started breakfast.
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Abused
Ficción GeneralJasmine was always abused by her mother, but saved by her father. One day, her father was murdered by her insane mother. While mourning his death, Jasmine's mother continues to abuse her, but it slowly starts getting worse, up until the point where...
