The Traumas of my life

Introduction

Welcome to my life, my name is Bella, I was born in my foreign country " El Salvador". I'm 16 years old, I have been trough so much since a little girl, I'm the daughter of two teenagers who didn't know what to do with me, I was many times the unwanted baby. My mother was an alcoholic and my father left when I was 2 years old. I have a sister that has to do a lot in my life. I had a stepfather at the age of 5 and my mother,sister and I suffered from domestic violence while being with him that kept going for about 3 years non stoping. At the age of 7 I had a suicidal attempt I didn't know why i just wanted to die, I was unhappy and I had really bad anger problems, one time I tried to kill my babysitter. At 9 my mom left me with my grandmother and I never heard from her again...

After 2 years my grandmother and sister and I, moved to a city where my aunt lived with her family, this part of my life was so painful, my dreams were destroyed, I wasn't a kid anymore I hated everybody I started to cut and hate my entire family. If you want to know what happened please read.. After 3 years my grandmother couldn't handle me anymore so my mother decided to bring me to the United States of America, when I got to see my mother again I didn't feel anything all I could feel was hate.

When I started school kids made fun of me for not knowing English and for being fat weird ugly. I just really hated the world at that point, but one day I focused on my school stuff and I learned English in 7 months. After that I moved to a ghetto neighborhood and to a ghetto school. In there I made so many mistakes I was 13, I was emo, every night I would cry and write about hate and letters to my parents about how much I hated them..

One day I found a guy over Facebook, I felt for him told him everything but guess what? He was a fake person he lied so much to me and it was the first time I ever got heartbroken. While I was in school I was "bad" I did so many things to scape from my world. One day my mother found all my letters and things I wrote she went to my school and spoke to my counselor, somehow a lot of people found out about my problems with my mother and how I was sent from my school to a mental hospital.. I hated my mother even more. That didn't stop me I was worst, I started cutting even more, and once again had a suicidal attempt. My mom never knew why I was acting up. One day I couldn't take it anymore and I ran away from home. That day I got raped by 2 men found out my boyfriend sold me for many that hurt me a lot then I decide to go with someone I didn't know just for that person to take me to a hotel and prostitute me. I felt so unworthy but thank god the police found me I was rescued, the guy ended up in prison for 12 years, my mom still didn't know why I was doing all that one day she found me cutting and that day... That day I told her what happened to me..

Want to know what I told my mom please stay and read. Comment and like thank you...