You seem to awake in your bedroom, the last thing you seem to remember is being beat my your foster parent.
You sigh while standing up and looking in the mirror and lifting up your shirt. The images of the beatings you take flash inside of your head.
SLASH
PUNCH
KICK
SLASH
For a moment you lose control and grab your brush from the dresser next to you and throw it across the room to which creates a loud bang against the wall.
You're out of breath, you're tired and scared. You're done with all this bullshit! You don't Want to stay here!
'Then leave child.' A voice says inside your head.
"Who's There?!" You whisper shout while looking wildly around the room like a deer caught in the headlights.
'Haha you've met a terrible fate haven't you?' You hear another voice say.
"Shut it!" You whisper shout once again at whoever is there.
'I don't know about this guy's, maybe we should just make her Go To Sleep.' Another voice says.
"Goodness, I'm. Going crazy. Yeah that's it they are not real voices, just my imagination. Yeah." You try to convince yourself as beat as you could.
'Oh honey you're gonna be begging for this to be fake by the time I'm done with you.' Another one of those annoying voices say in your 'head'.
"SHUT UP ALREADY!!!" You finally yell.
You hear laughter, not just from one person but a whole group. This can't. Be real. Stop it. Please....
And with that you run back to your bed and hide under your covers until you fall to sleep.
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FanfictionWARNING! Slow updates. (Y/N) is not your typical, girly teen. You suffer from a twitching disorder, and can not feel pain. For you, life sucks, you have no one to rely on and everyone hates you. In the small town you live in, you are known as 'The T...
