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He tells me I'm unloved he says no one will love a girl that's broken  "unloved" is he right am I unloved......

Would no one care if I were to disappear of course hes right when has anyone been there to help me  when has anyone asked me how I felt I'm just like   an old nasty rag that people use that just ends up getting thrown away and forgotten  in the end.

I used to argue with him that one day someone would love me  that I'd be a princess and that someone would come and  save me from him.

But that's just a dream that will never be my reality. My reality is filled with being pushed up against lockers, long sweaters  that cover up my arms hiding the scars beneath it   being pushed around, taunted my reality is everyone's nightmare. A father who gave up, A mother that wants nothing to do with me I'm ...... broken

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