"Don't you dare call me that!"
"But mum, I didnt!"
"You filthy bitch! Go get a life!"
I awoke and was crying. I looked over at my phone and saw a few missed messages. One read:
"I wish you would die!"
I read all of the texts, mainly they were from Macie. My friend, Macie, was the only one who cared about me. My daddy had died when I was 10, but I loved him. My mother had killed him and gone insane. She began to abuse me physically and verbally. She was never accused of the murder of my dad. All of my family was dead, except for my uncle and my mum. I have to live with my mum until today, as I would be taken away from her to live with him. I barely knew him, as I had met him only about 2 times.
"You idiot, get down here!"
"Yes mum."
"Hurry now!"
"Yes mum."
As I was walking down the steps, I had a headache, and the floor boards creaked so badly.
"You took forever! I have to punish you for it now!"
*SMACK*
As I was crying in agony, she began to kick me yelling "SHUT UP!".
She soon stopped as she heard the garage door open up.
She opened the door and cursed under her breath.
"Ass, get over here now!" She yelled. She had often called me that. Even worse.
"Clarice, don't you think the poor girl needs a break?" my uncle asked my mother.
"No. The bitch ain't poor. She deserves every bit that she got."
"I'm here." I added, shakily and weak.
"Hello Jasi. I am Uncle Keegan."
"Um hello." I said nervously.
"Keep an eye on her. She is an attention seeking whore." My horrific mother said as she cursed under her breath.
"Let's get you to the car." Keegan said.
I nodded in agreement. In that house, I was beaten starved and called the worse of names. I would do absolutely anything to get away from there.
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Teen Fiction"Don't you ever call me that again!" "Yes mum." I screamed as she kicked me. I was dying inside. I hated my life.
