harsh reality

Bleach

Sarah was a young boy, yes he was a boy and yes his name was Sarah, his parents beat him and treated him like a girl, they forced him to wear dresses and wigs to cover his head. One day when his grandparents came over for a trip his parents rushed to cover his bruises with makeup and get him in a cute dress and a nice wig, he didn't want to lie to his grandparents, he shoved his mother off of him and started ripping at the dress to try to get it off, at first his mother stepped back in shock at his sudden rebellion, then she got up and slammed her fist into his stomach. He was out of breath and coughing on the floor, his mother threw another dress at him and stormed out of the room, leaving him to his own thoughts.

Sarah slowly opened the window and locked his door, he planned that once his grandparents got here he would climb out the window and beg them for help. A few hours later he saw headlights pull into the driveway, he jumped from the window and pleaded for his grandmother to help him escape, she laughed it off and pulled him back into the house. Once he was back inside his mother was furious with his behavior, she pulled him into the laundry room and slammed him into the washer, he threw his wig on the floor and started kicking and hitting her off of him. She shoved him to the ground, stepped on his face, and told him he wasn't allowed to leave until he decided to act proper while his grandparents were there.

His mom left him alone in the laundry room, he hated his parents, his mother abuses him and his father lets it happen, there had to be some way out. He stood up and looked for a window or something to escape. The only things here were clothes and laundry detergent. He reached out and grabbed the first thing he saw, he twisted off the cap and started crying. He tipped the jug to his lips, he felt the warm liquid start going down his throat when his body started rejecting it, he could feel his stomach clenching and his throat closing up as he gagged around the bleach. He coughed up a mixture of blood and bleach before he just started chugging it down, it tasted horrible and his throat was burning. He slowly faded out of consciousness and felt the jug fall from his hand, the last thing he felt before he died was his body falling to the floor as the liquid spilled out around him.

Finally He Was Free.