Chapter 1

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After silently putting all my siblings to sleep after a long tiring monday I slipped down the stairs and headed to the kitchen so I can get a quick bite to eat.I scoped the kitchen for the drunk mother of mine and crept to fridge door opening hoping it wouldn't make any noise.

I pulled out a little lunch able and scarfed the little cracker sandwiches down. I through the remains of the packaging in the garbage and looked in the living room seeing that mother was drunk and passed out on the living room couch.

I glanced at the clock even though father wouldn't come home till 12.I sighed heavily and took my time walking back up the stairs.

I swear I could pass out from exhaustion any minute. Dropping off the kids at school then walking to my high school after that. Come home cook let them play and keep them well away from our mother.

I do have friends. Two twins that are guys Luke and Trevor, and look exactly the same blonde hair big brown eyes tan muscular. Then we have the two of the man whores Zach and Ryan Both shaggy brown hair and one with blue eyes the other with brown.Then we have Connor and Matt the shy ones blonde and black hair both with green eyes. And my best friend Nathan Short brown hair with brown eyes. They were all muscular.Two girls in the group. One was Olivia wavy blonde hair blue eyes she was sweet and what every guy dreamed of probably, Ashley a short brown haired girl, obsessed with fashion.Then the loud and obnoxious one clara She was obsessed with art. Mostly spatter paint. She was also my best friend. I was known as the baby of the group because of my height and I most likely have not hit puberty yet. I don't tell them about the bullying though because they would just make it into a bigger deal than it already was.

By the way My name is Sarah Richards

Once I got to my room and Grabbed some Pj's I tiptoed to the bathroom and closed the door.

I stared at myself through the mirror

Major bags drooping from my lifeless blue eyes my brown hair tangled and dead ,pale complexion. long droopy arms no chest at all and no bum either.

I'm basically a walking stick.

I have two sisters that are twins that are in 6th grade and are both pain in the asses wanting to go to their friends house all the time asking for the new phone that came out. I wonder when they will understand that I don't have the money to pay for that.

I have one brother thats in seventh grade and is bullied way to much like me.The twins stand up for him a lot and for that I'm grateful for.

And last but not least my brother thats in the same grade as me. He sticks up for me most of the time if he's there he stops things from becoming to seriously. He doesn't stay home much mostly going to his friends staying at football practice longer than usual. He made a deal with me a while ago saying if I did the house work he would keep the bullies away so yup.Thats my life.

Once I was done with my needed shower I stepped out to hear the front door open then shut. My eyes widened in fear. I threw my Pjs on rinsed my hair a bit and ran down the hallway locking all the kids doors before getting in mine and locking it.

I had to do this every night to make sure they wouldn't get the punishment. You see my father gets irritated by work so much he takes it out on his kids.

I heard foot steps walking up the stairs and a grunt every time he tried a door knob. You might be confused how he couldn't just unlock the door from the outside. Lets just say I rigged the doors.

When he came to mine I saw my door knob turn a little. I heard my dad chuckling while doing so but then it stopped and he grunted as well.

There was a loud bang on my door and then silence nothing except my slow breathing.

I was scared shitless.

"You little asshole get out here I know your awake!" I heard him yell from the other side. I was praying to god he didn't wake the kids they never knew what he did to me because it was always when they were asleep. He would say that witnesses were a pain in the ass.

I kept quiet not making a move. He grunted again and I heard his retreating foot steps to his bedroom door and then I heard a loud slam the door.

I leaned down on my pillow. adventually sleep took over me.

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