The Child With No Name

the no name girl

When I was born my mother didn't care about anything, not even my name she just call me girl or her...and I heated...I didn't go to school so I barely know how to write.

But my mom, started this game sit and stare were I stare at the wall while she eats...

And what did I get?

Nothing. This just began when I was 8, as the years pass it got just terrible and miserable. No friends,family,food,room nothing...all for mom.

I clean, did her hair, wash dishes, gardening, everything and all of that for not a good cost.

And I got sick of it, I look at her with no kindness and say things behind her back.

But she sometimes finds out and I get slapped, she bought me a bird when I was 4, it was a crow she called him loser "even the bird has a name.." but I liked calling him doki.

He will always warn me when mom was coming and keep. me company sometimes I sit and he will be flying above my head. I just wished I was someone....

My father, who knows were he his.... he got tired of fighting for me ..... and he just disappeared...

But who needs him anyways. He hasn't been much help. Today I had to play the game of sit and stare again but this time when ever I blink...she would smash my face to the floor.

And..it happened alot.

Soon enough my face was all bloody and she just gave me 1 min to clean my face with the smallest piece of paper she could find.

And it didn't helped at all, know I was hurt and in serious pain but if I tried to cry, she will see me weak and I don't want that.

Tomorrow were going to store,

But for know I will call it a trip but who knows whats on her mind.