The life of Lidia

Chapter 1

Today is just another boring and useless summer day. All my friends are away this summer and I'm always bored. Usually when I have nothing to do I bike over to the cemetery. That's where my little sister and father are. My little sisters name was Emma. Her and my father died together, 4 years ago. 4 years ago is when my mom had gave birth to Emma. She was only 2 months old. My father was never right in the head, he would always come home drunk and abuse me since I was 9 Years old. When i was younger we had an amazing relationship. We were super close and did everything together. I was daddy's little girl. I don't know what changed. No one knew what he would do to me until one night I was home alone. My mom was working, my brothers were either with friends or at play dates and my sister was at my Aunts house. I was sitting in the living Room when my dad walks in drunk. When he saw me he grabbed the vase next to him and chucked it at me hard. My head started bleeding and I had cuts everywhere with shards of glass in them. He then grabbed my hair and pulled me around, throwing, punching, kicking me till I blacked out but he continued. My dad scurried out of the house as soon as he saw my mom pull up into the driveway. There I was, helpless and bleeding out on the floor of the living room. Everything was trashed and broken. My mom walks in with Emma on her left side and my little brother Ethan on her right side. She puts Ethan down to walk into the living room to see me. She screams on the top of her lungs and cries uncontrollably. She immediately calls 911 and I go into the ER. The doctors where able to stitch me up and fix me. When I woke up I told my mom what happened and she immediately threw my father into jail since she is a lawyer. Ever since that day my brothers have been way over protective of me. After a month or him in jail he escapes, and he's angrier than ever. He snuck into our house in the middle of the night and took Emma from her crib. He went downstairs and grabbed a knife from the kitchen, goes outside in the front lawn and Stabs Emma to death and soon after Kills himself.

In the morning is when I found them both on the lawn laying dead. It's something I cannot unsee. Ever since then we have been moving a lot because everywhere we go my mom thinks of my sister. When she was killed we were living in Boca Raton Florida. We've moved to Iowa, New York, California, Arizona, North Carolina, Kansas all in 4 years. Right now we are living in Kansas. My mom told us we won't be moving anymore but the last time she said that we moved 5 times. Most of the moves I don't remember. None of us really made friends in the other states but here in Kansas is where we finally feel settled with great friends and Jobs. Being here for only a few months has been great. Being here I gained 2 amazing friends Jenna and Briana. They are like my sisters, my rock, my best friends.

School is almost starting soon and I hope nothing will ruin the beginning of a new school year.