Chapter Twenty two

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    Closing the door to my room I blow out a sign of relief. I look up from my half closed eyes to see a very nervous Jason. Chuckling under my breathe I walk to my stereo to turn on kiss fm. Grabbing my sweats and a pony tail I walk to the bathroom setting all my stuff in there.

    I hand Jason the remote to my stereo, tv, and my computer. Walking into the bathroom I strip and climb in. My hands explore the sore spots on my scalp as I apply shampoo. The bubbly substance runs down my back tickling me. I giggle when the soap goes down the drain.

    While I'm in the shower I sing dollhouse by nightcore. A feeling of dayshavoo over comes me as I think about the songs lyrics. Tears stream down my cheeks at the memories. My mind slipping into the oblivion called my memories.

    I wave to my mom as she pulls out of the driveway my sister gripping my hand in a deadly manor. It's morning my mom going to work, but as soon as she leaves my sister grips my hand tighter. I yelp in pain as she drags me to my mom's room. Screaming and kicking don't do anything against her as she throws me in mom's room.
    Crying out in pain when I collide with her dresser, I hear the lock on the door click warning me that I'm locked in. I scream, kick, and cry at the door. All I get in return is the garage door opening and the sound of my sister leaving me. I sit there in disbelief, crying my eyes out my toddler fists clenching in pain.
    Crying for the rest of the day I sit by the door, until I hear my sister come home. She opens the door and takes in my crying form huddled on the floor. Instead of comforting me like a sister should she goes into mom's closet she gets my mom's leather belt. I scream my voice horse as she beats me with it.
    "Stop crying! Your a brat who gets everything and I'm tired of it! Crying it's for weaklings!" She says slapping me with it until bruises and scratches form on my arms, legs, and butt.
    She only stops when I stop crying, or when mom gets home. The front door opens a few hours later revealing mom. A grin spreads across my chubby cheeks as I cuddle close to my mom's legs. Mom picks me up and kisses my cheeks.
    "How's my princess today?" Mommy says hugging me closely.
    "Amazing know that mommy is home." I say snuggling into the smell of her brown as chocolate hair.

    I come back to the shower, the water running cold from how long I've taken. Washing my face a second time, I step out drying myself off, put sweats on, and put on a spaghetti strap tank top. Putting a fake smile on my face I walk back to my room.

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