Ownhappyending Stories

Abuse is something I have known for a majority of my life. Okay okay okay let's start from the beginning..... I had a perfect life a loving mother, father, two younger siblings my younger sister who's name is Posey and is 15 and my younger brother who's name is Valkyrie Ace and is 10 and then there is me Waverly Ilya juniper and I'm 19 and I could say that i'm unique among others, despite my horrible past let's just say that I have this thing called 'the star mark' that lets me control water. And blah blah blah, me talking about how I had a perfect life, it didn't always exactly stay that way. When I was 10, and my younger siblings being 5 and almost turning 1, my father started drinking one day out of the blue, which lasted for about a year until he also started to abuse drugs which turned him into and alcoholic, drug infested basterd with no control over himself. That man started hitting and abusing my mother and would also call her horrid names, Until it turned my mother into a raging alcoholic just to numb the pain of the beatings from my father. My Mothers drinking was so bad it got to the point, that she died in a car accident because of him. But that's when things went downhill especially for me. After my moms funeral, my father dragged me and my siblings home and that's when the abuse started for me, he would hit me, yell at me, throw me against the wall, you name it that's what he did to me. It was a living nightmare for me, that nightmare of a man turned me into a horrid monster, I feel like no one can even look at me without screaming and shuttering in terror because of him. that's when my life changed.