The Poor Life I Have

He Simply Loves Me

The years have passed and I'm still just the maid.Im 13 now.Jacob is like an on and off again friend.I don't think we could be frenemies because that would have to mean that hes nice.Every day of my life I have the same routine.Clean, Cook, Get Hurt, Clean, Get Hurt some more, and sleep.I have to do these things from sun rise to sun set.I want to escape and sore through the sky as the wind blows through my hair.I live freely and make my own choices.I want being free to be an everyday thing.I want working to be an option and not a living.I know you're thinking like why don't you leave.I can't because I'm theirs and if I leave someone else is free to take me and they might be worse than what I already have.So I just stay.Every time I get the chance I stare out of the window into the garden where I thought was magical, but instead filled with hate and lies.The tree is still alive, but to me our friend ship crashed and sank.You don't know how much I want to kill that tree, but I don't go outside because they're afraid I'll escape and they were right to do that because I would.No one goes into the garden anymore, so every living thing shriveled up and died except the giant forest of trees that gated around the mansion."Yn!"I heard a furious voice yell.I got up from off of my knees after staring at the ten shades of grey garden and dusted off my dress.In came a angry Jacob."Why didn't you do the dishes?!"he screamed at me making the room shake"I-I forgot.I'll get right on it"I said nervously about to walk out of the room,but I was stopped by his arm reaching out infront of me and him pushing me back"Someone already took care of that"he said angrier than before.I knew just what was about to happen. I put my head down but I still felt his cold eyes that some how burned me with just one look.Before I could give him a good reason not to hit me he charged at be slapping me and puching.After he was done beating as hard as a beaten could be given he spoke"Next time don't forget"he shot at me coldly before walking out.I heard his foot steps until they disappeared.I shot up and ran to the bathroom to see bruises and marks on my face.He just simply loves me, I thought.Thats the only thing I could think of when ever he hurt me.My mother was beat when she was alive.The man that we were staying with would always hit her.To calm me down she would say"its a game"or"He simply loves me"but,I didn't know that, that was how you love someone and love came with so much pain.She'd make me close my eyes and spell to her.I would say

"He simply loves me"

"He H E"

"He simply loves me

I heard screams and crys come from my mother

"Simply S I M P L Y"

"He simply loves me"

I heard shatters of glass

"Loves L O V E S"

"He simply loves me"

I heard don't open your eyes

"Me M E"

"He simply loves me"

"He simply loves me"

"He simply loves me"

HE SIMPLY LOVES ME!"I shouted

And it was over my mother went back to cleaning he went back to what ever he did all day and I was confused.He didn't like me because I realized that my mother wasn't supposed to teach me because if I was book smart I could get a job and not be a maid.I'm guessing thats why they had my mother killed and me taken.I snapped out of my horrible past.I sat and thought for a long while about if I had anything to do and I didn't so I dozed off to sleep as the moon light cast a shadow over me.