"All I feel is fear. Of everything."
Millie has lived in an abusive household her whole life. But, on her 11th birthday, things finally change...but is it better or worse for her life?
This is Book 1 & 2 of The 'Fear' series, covering Millie's first...
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YEAR ONE 1/35
"Well? GET UP YOU USELESS LUMP!!!" my father screamed at me. He kicked me into a corner and screamed at my face until tears came streaming down my cheeks.
He looked at me, disgusted. "Get out of here if you're going to cry, only babies cry." he said impatiently. I scrambled up to my room and cried myself to sleep.
Life wasn't always like this. There's baby photos in photo albums of me, a normal happy baby. That all changed when Draco was born.
He was the Malfoy heir, the heir to all of the Malfoy family artifacts. I was pushed aside, an after thought, an extra. They didn't need me anymore.
I'll never forgive Draco for that.
He was spoilt from the start, always getting new toys and clothes. I make deal with last year's winter coat, which is several inches too short.
The bullying started when i was five. I had learnt how to talk back by then, and i would stand up for myself. That just resolved to beatings though. I soon learnt to keep my mouth shut, or i'd earn beatings. I got them anyway, obviously.
I thought life would be like that for ever, you know?
That was until I performed my first piece off accidental magic; I formed a shield around myself when father went to hit me.
I was so amazed I apparently lost concentration...I still have the bruise on my leg.
Anyway, things kept on happening throughout my childhood. Draco's hair turning blue. My dress being cleaned after I felt fearful of what Father would say if he knew I'd just spilt jam on it. Little things like that, that would go unnoticed (Okay, so Draco did freak out when his hair changed color, but let's forget I ever said that.) The big, big thing happened when I was 8. I CHANGED MY NOSE TO A PIG'S.
Even I knew this wasn't normal, even for magical children. My parents never knew.
That was a great advantage for me, I can tell you.
But I have one thing to say. I feel fear. Of everything.
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Well, that's the end of this chapter.
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