I was 15 and in a hell I called home.. Abused everyday. Dying inside. Never feeling like I belong. My parents were always arrested, and if they weren't, they were out drinking or doing something illegal. But when they actually were home I was their punching bag. Hit, kicked, punched, bit, shoved... Everything. I was never aloud out. To school and back that was it. I had no friends. No one talked to me. I was laughed at. Why do they treat me like that? I'm not sure but I never had a break. Some days were worse than others but I never broke. I was strong for being able to take all that and never break down. I'm Ashley McClaren. This is my story of when I was abused and pregnant.
