The missing Key

Reality....

(Crash) My head slams against the glass in the hallway downstairs. " I SWEAR I told you to hurry and get downstairs. You obviously did not think what I said was important. So I will be informing your father about this morning." As I look at this hags face I see a smirk on her face. She must be enjoying this. The control she has over me when my fathher is not around or when he just not looking. It makes her feel strong. But if my father was here she could never do that infront of him or he would just attack her. I may not have mentioned this before bbut my father hates my mother and my other is jelous of me. Her own bloody daughter because her husband likes me better. Most mother would be worried or try to help out instead whn daddy is done and goes to bed she gets pissed and hits me and kicks me until I am on the floor in the featel postion, whimpering. If Idare cry for help she woud contiue until I black out. learned my leson couple onths ago...

********Flashback********* 

"Daddy no plese stop! I swear I wont do it again. So please, Please...Please...Please....Stop..." I cried,begged,sobbed for it to stop but instead I got.. 

"how dare you telll me what to do I am the adult and instead of being beaten I felt his had go up my shirt and he said " Make daddy forgive you." And I fought and fought until he put hhis weight on me and I blacked out. I kept thinking to myself, all I did was come home 5 minites late. Thats all I did. After dad fell asleep mom called me. I was soo numb. I went to her thinking she would help have a change of heart. But instead I got " You little slut!" And when I begged for help I felt the heavyness of the hallway vase on my head untill it shattered. 

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" I understand." 

"Good for once in your bloody life you understand something. Now get the HELL out of my BLODDY site!!" 

I left. I ran all the way to school and made the bell. Then againg I didnt have to run did I? Daddy is going to find out about this morning and never will he hear about how I got the bump on the back of my head or how I got the red haand mark on my face. And when he teachers see my face all they are goingto do is stre and walk away because my mother and father would never do something like that. How would have ever guessed that the leading officer in the down was a lying , bastard that only found plesure by using his daughter. Plus if they did I might deserve it because you know what I am a trouble maker because i altered the school uniform and wear mutipule wristbands and I dress odd. I am not normal. But then again who the hell is normal. 

Well according to the dictionary normal is conforming with or constituting an accepted standard, model, or pattern; esp., corresponding to the median or average of a large group in type, appearance, achievement, function, development, etc.; natural; usual; standard; regular. So in other words being normal is for people who are incapeble of being creative and want to be loved. Well I dont want to be loved....Love hurts. 

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( the site used to locate deftion of normal is Yourdictionary.com)