He Saved Me

Hi my name is Clarissa Waters. I am seventeen years old and was born on Christmas. I have chocolate brown hair, hazel-green eyes, freckles that cover my nose, and tan skin with many scars. My mother died when she gave birth to me and my older brother died at war in Afghanistan when I was 9 years old. My dad is always getting drunk, bringing home sluts, and he brings home "friends" from the bar to meet me. If god forbid I was rude to them, I would be beaten by all of my dads friends and him. Also on a daily basis I am beaten but never been bruised in the face. He makes me do all of his work because he is incapable of doing it himself and I must never look into his eyes. My birthday is the only day I am not beaten, that was his gift to me. I am the outcast at school who only has one friend. I have had one boyfriend but he cheated on me with 17 girls and I was to oblivious to it. Laura, my only friend, told me she saw him with other girls. So in general my life sucks. Well that was until the bad boy saved me. Sorry this is a really bad blurb, but I just got into writing. Please read it will be great I promise.