-rewritten-
Maly fern she's innocently naive to the world around her but when you look beyond the small frail girl you see the darkness that surrounds her and the bruises she keeps at bay so no one can pick up on her sad story.
Lion Wilkins now he i...
My life is a slow and agonizing form of torture... I wake up to nothing I'm emotionally, physically and mentally exhausted I couldn't understand why I had gone from the carefree days of childhood to the never-ending pain of today it's hard sometimes to remain strong when you have lost everything you ever held closely to you, I have spent the last 13 years alone trapped forced to live with a foster family the courts deemed fit but little did they know that these people were far from the picture-perfect family.
They were abusive my foster dad was the worst he would mostly be the one that would hurt me and it only got worse when Mrs. Calvin and their daughter left him not long after my 7th birthday this only brought on a new angrier man one that would only appear in horror movies and could make even the toughest of men cry I was beyond the part of crying and begging cause it did nothing he soon became attached to a bottle constantly meaning he would only get worse and worse ; It got so bad that I would lock myself elsewhere just somewhere where he wasn't I would sit there for hours just crying most of the time just sitting anxiously waiting for him to appear at the door and I would have to endure an antagonizing night of slandering those were the worst and no matter how much you would beg he wouldn't care so inebriated his hits would cause cuts or he would get frustrated and start shouting at ne I didn't mind that I was used to it.
So, I would be made to do all the chores in the house that meant also cooking, cleaning and organizing so every morning would consist of me cooking breakfast for Mr. Calvin after finishing cooking breakfast, I would have a shower being careful where my cuts and bruises were some days they were better but most of the time this would be the only place to reach some of the wounds I couldn't with antiseptic after I would stand there watching the suffering wash absently with the water the discomfort felt like misery when I had a shower.
Although the shower became my only favorite place in the house as it was the only place where I could get away from everybody and just think. until it would be ruined by the dread of having to go to school and I would have to get out and put my ratted clothes on the Calvin's didn't care what I was wearing all they saw me for was a servant or a slave but I just wanted to be a normal teenager but I couldn't even walk to school without aching so I chucked that idea out the window and proceeded with my day trying to ignore anybody who came in my path.
"Oi slut" A voice shouted across the halls suddenly attracting everyone's attention as their eyes darted towards me and I glanced to see who it was and to my surprise it was Vinni she was my best mate her bright purple hair bounced as she ran towards me she was the exact opposite of me she was very social and had no problem putting people in there place and I loved her for it she made me feel normal in a world where I felt left out of however no one could know about me and Vinni being friends because Mr. Calvin stated I wasn't allowed any friends because I don't deserve them, I knew he wanted me isolated so that I couldn't tell anyone about what happens at home but I didn't care she took care of me even though I didn't ask for it she would still give it to me.
