Hi, I'm Daisy.
Up until I was about 12/13, I lived a happy life. I had great parents, friends and life overall.
That was until my dad started drinking. Of course he used to have a drink every so often, but that was for special occasions and stuff. His 'friends' started doing it, so he did as well.
Some people are just plain fun when they're drunk; Completely harmless. However, some people, like my dad, get very abusive and dangerous. He hurts my mum; hits her, kicks her etc. But, he hurts me even more. Kicks, hits, punches, pulls my hair, throws broken glass at me, and more. However, that's not the end of it. My dad also verbally abuses me. He calls me swear words, retard, mistake, autistic, worthless, I have no friends, I should go jump off a roof, and much, much more.
School's hard, too.
I'm in secondary school (High school for you Americans) and there's lots of fights, drama and stuff like that. I have a group of really close friends. Emma, Amy, Maya, Lily and Jessica. They're the best friends I could ask for!
There are also bullies, however. The main bully is called James.
He calles me names just like my dad does, which makes my whole situation worse.
The lessons are okay, they're not hard or anything. Homework is also fine. We don't get LOADS, and it's pretty easy.
I know I should have mentioned this earlier, but I'm an only child. My mum is the kindest, most loving person I know. My dad was, before he started drinking.
Now you know a bit about my life. In the next chapter, I'll talk more about my depression.
Stay safe!
-Daisy
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Depression
Short StoryPLEASE NOTE!!!! If this story triggers anything, don't read it I don't have depression and have never had it, therefore I'm not in this story. This story is entirely made up by me, but depression isn't, sadly.
