Chapter 3

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I dig my toes into the sand , the normally smooth warm sand . But today , something's different about it . It's cold and chunky . Everything is cold today . I'm not worth it . I used to look at Luke like I would never find anyone better , but I did . I remember the first day he became abusive . I remember the exact words he used before the punches and slaps came stinging into my face like blistering wind on a winter day .

'Worthless'.

'Stupid'.

'Fat'.

'Ugly'.

And worst of all , he would tell me over and over again ;

'It's your fault that your mom left you'.

I don't want to live . I can't live . I can't mean anything to anyone . And sitting on the beach , I decided it was time .

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