Diary of a 15 year old girl

Day 3

So. I know, and I'm sorry I haven't updated you all in so long but a lot has happened. Like bad things. I'm not even sure how long it's been but I was meant to update this every day because I mean it's a diary and you write them like every day but oh well. I guess I'll just update you on everything right now.

Jess. I blocked and reported her on like everything. I deleted her number and yeah.

From the beginning now, alright.

Basically, in school, my friends were being like really off with me. I was speaking to them like normal and they weren't. Look, school is not important for me right now. That is just like absolute shit. I have bigger issues than shitty school. My friends, well I don't think I have any anymore. So that's quite sad and what not but that's okay. I mean it's not okay, I'm really angry and upset about that. BUT THAT DOESN'T MATTER! Life's a bitch and I guess I have to deal with its shit.

So my dad. Well. He kinda has to come up in this part because HE DOES. I don't need to explain everything. Oh my God. I am so pissed off. Okay, so we don't talk to him anymore because he did a whole load of bad things. And bad, like I mean bad. I mean horrible I mean terrible. Like really bad. I'm not sure what you class as bad but I mean worse than beating-anyways let's stop there. So, he called my mum and is like you need to get out of the house before next week. So, my mum's like alright sure. She's fed up of his shit. So, she told us and we're like okay, cool. We don't mean that. We mean what the fuck is wrong with everything?! And as in 'we' I mean me and my two sisters. So, we didn't think he was being serious because he's done and said this a lot so we just left and didn't pack because we never do. But then the guy that looks at the house comes and he's like so are you ready to leave? And my mum's like yeah. But like, I don't know where I'm going with this!

Uh, why can't I explain anything? I'm not sure. Aha.

I'm trying to make this short.

So, my dad didn't chuck us out of the house, because he just didn't. It's just a fucking threat. By the way, I've lived in my house all my life so whenever he says you have to go I get all upset for no reason, I mean it seems like I don't but I get like really upset.

My dad was arguing with my mum and then my sisters and I had just had enough so I was like:

Me: Can you just shut up and leave us alone?! All you ever do is talk crap. Just go. You have a new family. Can't you get over the fact that we don't like you?!

Fucking dad: You fat ugly bitch, shut the fuck up before I slap you!

Me: (starts laughing)

Sisters: (starts laughing)

Mum: You dare touch MY daughter and I'll break your face

Fucking dad: Aw, is that all you got?!

Me: Get lost, seriously your an unwanted dog.

Fucking dad: (comes and slaps me so hard)

Me: (starts crying and laughing)

Mum: (runs towards dad and slaps him and then they start getting violent)

Sister: (grabs the phone and calls the police)

So that was that. The neighbours literally know us as the stupid OTT family. I mean that's what they think anyway. It's not true, we'd rather be quiet and unknown but the amount of times that the police have come to our house is just too many. But yeah anyways love you all xo.

Note: I have more to tell you guys but I'm just really angry right now so I can't be bothered.