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One week earlier...
"Erika!!! You overslept again you irresponsible brat!!! Why cant you be like your step sister!!" oh the lovely sounds of my step mothers voice on a Monday morning.
I sighed and opened my eyes and slowly got up. Looked in the mirror on my wall and saw a girl who I barely knew anymore staring back at me. I looked away being unable to bear to see the bruises anymore. I looked at my wrists seeing scars that reminded the horrible truth of my life.
Okay I should formally introduce myself to you. I'm Erika. The person that you heard yelling yeah that's my step mom Jennifer. Now not all step moms are horrible a lot of them are really nice. I'm not trying to be stereotypical but she's horrible. The only reason my dad stays with her is because we need the money. Okay getting ahead of myself again. You see when I was little my mom kinda well left my dad for a guy she had an affair with at the time. So my dad went into a depression. And it was horrible he was always drinking then he started dating again. Then he met Jennifer who I have to admit was wonderful when they were dating then they got married and it went downhill from there. And her daughter, Nivea, not much better.
As I slowly made my way to the upstairs bathroom to do my morning routine she yelled again. But I couldn't understand her because I was already in the shower drowning out the rest of the world in my thoughts and comfort. This is my favorite time of day. Being alone in the warmth of the shower. I feel so safe like I can be hurt. But all good things must come to an end.
