Beneath the Fairy Lights

I want to say my life is easy. That it was all a huge mistake, a horrible nightmare, but it wasn't. My reality isn't yours, and honestly, it scares me to death. But I like to pretend I'm okay, that is, until he comes. Then I focus on anything else. Something to find sanctuary in until he's done. As of late, that something have been my fairy lights, twinkling in a pretty shade of green. My name is Annabelle, and I am a rape victim. A victim to my brother, and a victim of my mind.