paths (completed)

birthdays

It's January now great, sike. My birthday is the worst day of my life because it was the day I became alive. I woke up and went to the kitchen for breakfast and my mom was already there. She said "I know what today is so don't think your getting out of them." What she was talking about where birthday punches and kicks. I'm turning 15 so I'll get 16 from both my mother and brother. "Matthew" my mother yelled "it's time." He walked in. I was hoping they would go easy on me but it was just the opposite. I got a bloody nose and by the time they finished I was knocked unconscious. I woke up bruised and bloody on the floor. I looked in the mirror to see the damage that has been done to me. Both my eyes were shiners and I had dried blood all over my face and body. I thought my life wasn't worth living anymore. I wanted it all to end know. I decided when I would die.