''Aaaaaaahhhhh!!'' I screamed I hear them coming for me''Leave me alone pleaseeee'' ,'go away!!'' I pleaded with them "Mum!Dad! where are you?? "I murmured quietly ,as one last tear slipped from my now swollen eyes I curled up into a ball on the cold hard floor as the darkness was almost swallowing me up, the voices in my head wouldn't stop "you're alone" one of them said "I know that" I said quietly with my already strained voice "no one will ever love you" the other sang "Why are you doing this?? what do you want??" "Please someone help me!!" I wanted to give up as all I could see was the darkness around me"HELP M-"
I sat up suddenly breathing and panting heavily with a sweat soaked shirt ."Calm down it was just another dream." I repeated those words over and over again it formed somewhat a mantra in my head '5:00 am' read my black digital clock "Guess its time to get up" I said emotionless.
I slowly stood up wincing in pain as the events of last night replaying in my mind almost like a 3D movie,I limped slowly to the bathroom, attempting to brush my teeth but yet again being distracted of the look of my ugly face "pathetic" "useless" "loner" I said to myself unaware of the now escaped tear rolling down my cheek from my brown orbs. I quickly wiped it away, tired of feeling pity for myself and started to brush my teeth wincing every now and then from the pain from my bruised lips, I rinsed my mouth and got out of my sweaty clothes rushing into the shower not wanting to look at my ugly body. I decided to go for a nice warm shower hoping it will help my sore limbs . I scrubbed carefully trying to avoid the bruises on my tender yet petrified skin , I washed my brunette hair shrieking as the warm water came in contact with my bruised scalp ever so lightly ,satisfied I quietly stepped out of the shower trying not to wake 'THEM' up slowly and silently making my way to my room right down the hall.
'5:30 am' the time read. I quickly and carefully changed into a pair of black leggings and my grey hoodie , I dried my hair with my worn out towel staring at myself and asking myself 'why' over and over again in the little mirror on my almost destroyed dressing table, pulling my sleeves up I started to put on a bit of concealer and foundation (which is the only form of make-up I own) on my bruised face, I put on some socks and rolled my sleeves down so no one could see my pain and made my way down the creaky stairs of the almost broken down house.
'6:00 am' the time read, walking in to the kitchen I stared at the 3 day old dishes on the marbled counter and scattered dirty clothes on the rat infested floor "Better get this cleaned before they wake up" I said sadly sighing to myself as I started the daily house labour. After what felt like hours but was just mere minuets I was finally done feeling satisfied with myself. My tummy rumbled a bit louder than usual and I decided to eat seeing that I had not had anything to eat for 4 days straight, I checked the almost broken down fridge for a fruit bar as the weird rattling noise sung in my ear but to my dismay empty cans and bottles of alcohol stared at me painfully "guess I'm not eating today" I said unsurprised, slowly I went up to my room being as quiet as possible and put on my old battered black Nike Air forces, Swinging my worn out black backpack whilst doing so not forgetting my phone and keys and quietly made my way out of my room '7:00 am ' the alarm read as it shone ever so brightly, sighing to myself I mentally prepared myself leaving my room not forgetting to lock it and made my way out of the house.
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