The mute Girl. (Creepypasta fanfic)[ON HOLD]

Ch.1 a normal day

      "Wake up you piece of shit mute and make me breakfast! Now!" My dad yelled at me which is my normal morning routine for me.

It's 6:30 and I have to be to school at 8:00 so I get up to make some food which was just toast with jam (or any other thing you like on toast) and set it the table.

As I pass him I drop a note saying 'Foods on the table.' He was drinking a beer on the couch as usual.

I bringing mine to my room if you can even call it that it was a room in the attic that was small and cramped with a torn mattress with a thin blanket and a small dressed to hold what few clothes I had and bandages *I managed to steal* for when he beats me and when I cut. Which I must do because I'm just 'A mute emo shit' As my bullies put it.

I grabbed my clothes and cut which is another part of my routine '1, 2, 3, 4, 5' five new cuts on my body, my broken body. I took a quick shower before changing into my outfit and wrapping my new wounds.

      After changing I grabbed my f/c backpack and head of to school which is full of bullies and asshole teacher who don't give a shit about bullying, Well not when its me atleast.

           As I get close I can hear all the people talking about who know what then as I enter it gets quiet and I hear them whispering about me things like, 'look it's the mute girl' or 'look the freak is here' but I don't mind I just walk past ignoring all the rude comments as I head to class but before I get there the biggest bully b/n pushes me against a locker "hey look guys it's the Freaky emo mute of the school! (S)he said and his/her group laughed "You should just die already! Make life better for all of us!"
Then they started kicking and punching me beating me tell the bell rang. The bell has always been my friend. They head to class leaving me on the floor with several bruises. Wincing, I got up and ran to class so I won't be late and get in trouble.

~time skip to lunch~

I walked outside to the big oak tree behind the school listening to Green Day boulevard of broken dreams while drawing.

(This is what she drew)
I sat there drawing until lunch was over and I had to go to class so I packed my drawing book and left.

          ~time skip to home~

  When I got home dad was passed out drunk so today wasn't all bad I snuck to my room careful not to make a noise and wake him up.

Once I got to my room I grabbed my pocket knife this knife was my other friend(Besides the bell) it may be old but it isn't dull and I started to cut again unaware of the tall figure by the forest outline next to my house.

'1, 2, 3, 4' four new cuts scatter across my b/p(Body part Arm, leg, Ext) I rinse and bandage them again then go to make dinner, dad is still asleep thank god. 'Looks like Lady Luck is on my side today' I think then just grab some chips and went back to my room. After I finished I changed to some pajamas and was going to go to sleep when I hear dad yelling at me "get down here bitch you need to learn a lesson for fucking up my life!"  'Great, What I do now?'

As I walk near the couch he tried to throw a bottle at me but I dodged then he comes up and slaps me to the floor and yells how it's my fault Mom was gone and started kicking me then picked me up by my hair and threw my my head hit the counter and I blacked out. I woke up a few hour later then go to clean my new wounds. I had a really bad headache after hitting my head so hard, I might have a concussion. I took some pain medicine. Dad was asleep in his room now 'I'll get you back for all this shit.' I think to myself as I pass his door. I went in my room and patched myself up before heading to sleep 'yet another crappy day.' I think before drifting to sleep.