Chapter 2

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Dear Diary,
I had a great time with Ethan yesterday, however, when I got home my mom came in my room.  She was furious.  I was punished.

The end of the school year is quickly approaching, and I'm filled with dread.  I hate school, but I hate home even more.  I only have one week left of school.

I'm reminded every day that I am a failure.  A disappointed.  A piece of shit.  I know I am.  I've tried to live up to the expectations.  I've tried to be good enough.  But I'm not.  I never will be.

I gotta go do my homework so I don't fail all my classes. I get in trouble for having bad grades.
-Natalie

Suddenly I heard quick loud footsteps.  They were getting closer.  I quickly hide my diary and open my math book.  I look at a random page pretending to work.

The door swung open and hit the wall.  My mom stumbled in my room.  She was drunk.

"What are you doing ya little shitface" she asked me.

"Homework" I mumbled not looking up."

She came closer and I felt a sting on my cheek.  She grabbed my arm and dragged me out of bed.  I fell on the floor.  Then she started kicking me.

Why me?  What did I do to deserve this?

Tears slid down my face. 

I'm in excruciating pain.  I can't move.

Her foot slams into my body again.

Then everything goes black.

I'm okay.  -Ethan Dolan-Where stories live. Discover now