i just know
that shouldn't have happened.
it isn't normal.
nothing like that can be normal.
but humans just accept things that have been around for their forever.
and this was.
screaming, fighting,
yelling, biting,
thrashing, throwing,
hating, lying,
trapping, hiding,
drinking, crying.
a child told they must be bizarre so no adult will take them seriously.
beaten if like others.
beaten if not.
"we'll accept you no matter what. uwu" -
- "i'm ______."
"no you aren't!! fuck you! you cant be anything other than what we say you are!!!" -
they think i'm trying to punish them by trying to not be like them.
and not being like them in this sense is not being cishet, preppy, "normal".
the fuck???
don't touch me there.
no, don't touch me.
please stop yelling.
don't throw that.
why'd you hit me.
angry again.
the wall is sharp, that hurt.
fucking let the child cry.
stop screaming.
i have to reach deep in the darkness to list this but still cannot be specific.
nobody believes a kid.
everyone says to speak up.
children are told to tell if they're being hurt or are uncomfortable.
know why no one does??
do you know why?
because n o b o d y listens.
they go talk to the accused.
but the accused will not just stop, hands up, and be like,
"oh, you caught me. oops."
no.
no.
NO.
they will lie.
manipulative snakes.
they will paint the child as an insane, imaginative pest.
and everyone will believe it.
a kid vs. cishet, white adults
of course they listen to the man.
and as the child grows continuing the same story, the lies grow.
they just exaggerate everything.
now they're just a stupid teenager.
now they just need therapy.
now they're just always dramatic.
dramatic, lying slut.
SILENCE.
if you tell anyone about this, you're dead.
if you tell anyone about this, you're weak.
if you tell, you really are an attention seeking whore.
mute.
a muted child.
oh, what a bother--what do we do with that?
it doesn't scream anymore.
no fun.
no fun.
throw it out.
no, wait! they want their punching bag back.
too late, fucker, i got out.
but stuck in a hell of plain stupidity and suffocating words now.
damn idiots.
fuck's sake, is emancipation even worth it at this point?
so much money needed to be free.
when it's so easy to take some pills--maybe thirty.
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all things forgotten//all things never said
Non-Fiction***trigger warning for entire story*** i get it. i'm emo. this is for me tho. just let me make my own type of art. maybe this will help me remember. **trigger warnings** before certain chapters. for the people involved in this, rule...
