Miss Suicidal

The Beginning of An Ending

Tiffany-Rae Camacho. Growing up was alright, until there was an unexpected change in her families love in her. They used to adore her like most family do, but now? All she wants to do is to give up and leave. Leave all those who were supposed to love her but failed to do one thing she asked of them.

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Tiffany-Rae Camacho

I don't know where is all went wrong. Where my world just fell apart piece by piece. I never use to question my love for anyone until that night. Until the beginning of an ending had come to pay me a visit.

I remember it like it was just this morning but it was in fact 4 years ago. I was an A honor roll student during my seventh grade year. Never missed any assignments, always played close attention to the teachers, and turned in everything before it was due. I had a project for Science, the one subject I was never good at, to create the animals cell cycle. I did not really ask for much growing up, so to ask my parents for a board I could use for my project did not seem hard at all. That was when everything good had stopped and negativity filled my heart.

That one word my "Father" has never in my whole life has never called any of his children. The one word that haunts me even in my day dreams. What may you ask is that word? That word would have to be the worst thing to ever call your daughter, especially when she had just came back from hell. Back from that negative and hurtful world she had been in for so long she thought she lost herself. He just had to call me "Bitch". You may just say '"Oh well that's not bad. Why are you over exaggerating so damn much? ". I'm 'over exaggerating' because through my life, when I was getting bullied and getting hurtful comments from people (who did not know who I was or who had never even met me), they had called me by that and so many more.

Once simply thing I asked for so that I could do them proud and raise my grade, went down hill. I remember his exact words, after all they still do haunt my dreams. "Stop being a silly little bitch, can you just shut the fuck up?". Those exact words came from the man who was supposed to be there for me. Who is suppose to help me through my hard times. The man who is to be there when I need a shoulder to cry on or to just be there in general because that's what they are meant to do. Be there for you.

Those words crushed the girl who I used to be. The girl who opened her heart even though it was bruised. The girl who had trust issues but still let people in. The girl who never thought of harming herself to end the pain her 'father' had cause. The girl people dont hear of anymore.

I never thought that I'd be that type of girl to shut people out, to give cuts to herself if people did not like her, or to ever think of ending it all. Never in a million of years did I ever think of being the girl I am today. But every wrong that could ever exist just had to make an appearance in my life.

After that day I forgive him. Every negative word he had ever called me or every negative action he has done, I forgive. But like they say everything must come to an end. Everything he had done never did me good. He made me like this. He caused my heart to be in so many pieces not even  you would know where to fix first. The man is no longer my father, he is simply just my sperm donor.

This is after all the beginning of an ending...