Five years old...
"You can't leave! Our daughter needs you!" I hear my dad yell. I hide away in the playroom pretending to play with my dolls.
"I never wanted her in the first place. I should've done this a long time ago." My mother says. I run out to see my mom before she leaves me.
"I love you mommy!"
"Whatever." Her last words to me before walking out of my life as is she had never stepped in.
My mommy has left me. My daddy is left to care for me and my older sister alone.
Ten years old...
"Daddy! Please put the pills away!" I say as I walk into my father's bedroom.
"Why? The love of my life left. What else do I have to live for?"
What about me? What about your oldest daughter, Hannah? I think to myself as I watch my dad down all of the pills in the bottle.
My mommy left me and my daddy committed suicide. My sister and I are on our way to the system.
Fifteen years old...
"I have to get away. I'm eighteen now I can do what I want."
I look at her with pleading eyes.
"You're all I have left Hannah! You may be an adult now but I'm still a child," I say trying to hold back my tears. The girl a bunk with at the foster home is starring at us while we fight.
"I love you Aubrey. Just keep staying strong. I'll be back before you know it."
My mom left me. My dad committed suicide. I'm in a foster home. My sister is running away.
I'm now seventeen and have no one but my foster mother who still refuses to adopt me along with anyone else.
Why can't I ever be enough?
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Skinny Girl
Teen Fiction"Why are you doing this to yourself?! I love you!" Elijah says looking at me, both of us with tears coming down our faces. "She left me! I wasn't good enough for my own mother. How can I love myself and my body when I know that the one who gave me...
