Will this life be any better ?

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Izzy's pov:
All I could think about was dying. I'm sick of living this life. I wanted to live as the happiest person in this world. Life isn't for everyone. My mother passed away when I was only 6, leaving me with my dad who I thought he would treat me like his only daughter and take care of me but I was wrong and disappointed as I grew up. He abused me constantly, ignored me, shouted at and rarely even acknowledged my existence. Even though I feel like my life is just a dark place but I'm still hoping for a change.

I finally came home after a long day at school, exhausted. My finals are next week, I was stressed out my mind was going crazy, i took a long shower hoping to relax. As soon as I went out of the room I heard my dad shouting my name on the top of his lungs,
"Izzy where the hell are you?" he was angry and I was terrified.
because either he's drunk or mad at something he came to my room looking at me with anger in this eyes ,
"what's the matter dad "? I tried my best to hide the fact that I wasn't terrified. He grabbed my hand and started yelling at me "didn't I tell you that you have to cook for me dinner because someone is coming" he screamed , shit I whispered.

"but dad I...." He cut me off and slapped me so hard in my cheek , I was about to explain but it was clear I had absolutely no choice but to remain quiet and enjoy being tortured as always.
"You're a mistake , I wish if your mum never brought you in this life" he said and slammed the door.

I wanted to scream, I wanted to die right at this moment because this happens every single day. I have no escape. Maybe he is right, I'm just a mistake.
The thought of my mother, I turned to my desk and saw the picture of me and her couple of months before she passed away, she had cancer, the only comfort I feel is when I look at this picture, hoping she was still here.