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Five Years Ago....
Life for me was never easy. I was given up for adoption with my sister when my mom couldn't handle us anymore. It's sad to say that I only remember how she looks but I have no memories of who she was. My adopted parents took us in when I was five and my sister was just three years old and they loved us like we were their biological children and I considered them my only parents but sadly life took a different turn for us.
It was a school night where I was working at a local restaurant because my father lost his job and I begged them to help out which they agreed. My sister was out with her friends and that's when we got the call. That's the day I lost my sister. That's the day where everything changed.
My parents turned into drunks and started abusing me and said the most painful words I have ever heard in my life.
"I hate you" , "It should of been you who died", "Your nothing but a piece of trash"......
You can imagine the rest. I was broken goods. I took every beaten, every cut and never once fought against them because they were only persons I had left as family. I wasn't a going out person and I sure as hell didn't have any friends but one day everything changed.
Emily Jones, who joined my school in her junior year became my bestfriend. She was honestly everything like my sister who was outgoing, funny and bold. Even though I was still being abused, I know I had atleast good day when I went to school.
Senior year came and I got a new neighbour. Alex Simon, my first love and my only love except the fact that he never knew until one night where Emily slipped up and said it and to my surprise we felt the same about each other. Sadly, Alex said we need to wait on the perfect timing because he had a lot going on.
I was happy or somewhat relieved knowing that I had people who care about me but they never knew about my home life as I kept it a secret until Emily found out months before our exams but sadly she went back to New York after graduation and made sure to always call and text. She even planned for me to come there but when the time was right as of now I am currently struggling to get by.
Here I am now, a month after my graduation, on my summer break looking for job to survive. I don't even know how I make it by but I do. This summer was suppose to be fun and outgoing. I was suppose to attend NYC and live with Emily but my parents use every penny possible on alcohol and now I have nothing.
I sighed as the cab stopped in front of my home. I can already feel my heart racing because I know they were asleep when I left and I know if I wasn't back in time, that would mean trouble for me. I walked in the house preparing for another occasional beating but no one seemed to be home. I took a deep breath and felt relieved. Walking up the stairs I felt someone dragged me by my ankle and I screamed as I was dragged down the stairs.
