How To Love
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i don't know what to do life is horrible. Every time i go some where i fall straight down. Every time i'm happy someone takes away my joy. My mom beats me and my dad rapes me at least 3x a week. he's my dad not step-dad my real dad how could you do this to your flesh and blood. The only person who was there for me is my ghetto ass auntie....Child protector services finally came to get me. New house, new people, new city, and new school. I don't think i can do it by myself....
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For You I'll Be Superhuman (A Harry Styles/One Direction Fanfic)
I had no one. My parents kicked me out as soon as I turned 18. I'm 19 now and I haven't heard from them since then. The only people I had left were my boyfriend, Kyle Dixon, and my best friend, Jennifer Young. That went down the drain when Kyle cheated on me and then left me for Jennifer. That's not the worst of it. The only thing keeping me alive at this point is my job at McDonald's but my manager sexually assaults me in some way every time that I work which is pretty much every day. He's a creep and I hate him. All of this is too much and I needed something to relieve me of the emotional pain. I started self harming after the whole thing with Kyle and Jennifer. It's pretty bad too. I cut almost everyday. It's hard to stop when you have no one that cares enough to help you or even notice that you're cutting. And although I have no money for a home and barely have enough for food, I managed to save up enough money to make my dream come true. I was going to be going to a One Direction concert. These boys are all I have left and I saved up enough to get a front row seat and backstage pass to meet them after the concert. I honestly didn't care what I had to do to go to this concert. It was a dream come true and I would do anything for it.Concluída![Ma Belle Rose :|{2.0}|: Lafayette X Reader [Discontinued]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/145784011-256-k367916.jpg)
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Before The Rebuild: The Prequel to Rebuilt
Before Mike, before the love story people know now, there was me-raw, broken, and surviving. This is the truth I never thought I'd be strong enough to tell. I was 22 years old when my life shattered. I was raped in a back alley and left bleeding, alone. When I turned to the police, hoping for help, they didn't protect me-they shamed me. They called me slurs. They asked me what I'd done to deserve it. What I had worn. Whether I had "led him on." No one believed me. Nine months later, I gave birth to my son. I named him Aerion Jace Rosier-Aj. His name means strength, wisdom and power in Greek. I gave him that name because i wanted him to have everything I felt had been stolen from me. He was my light, even in the darkest time of my life. But the darkness wasn't done with me. My two older children, Samuel and Emilie, ended up with my first ex's mother, and I lost all parental rights to them. And then came the 18 months of sex trafficking. They used Aj as collateral-my baby was the only reason i obeyed. I was forced to do what they wanted, or they would have killed him. They only let me see him for one hour each day. I was deprived of food, stripped of dignity, starved down to 75 pounds. I remember the blue car Aj was in the day the police sting finally saved us. But even after we were freed, i wasn't really free. the PTSD haunted me. I avoided certain materials, certain places, even certain sounds. And every night, I heard the voices. Every relationship after that was wrong-narcissists who broke me down even further. Men who convinced me I was unworthy, unwanted. My current ex even told my son Aj that he wasn't wanted-that he was nothing. I let it happen, and the guilt kills me. I became "the girl who never cried." I thought if I never cried, maybe none of it really happened. But the truth is, it didn't. And it changed me.
The Forgotten Child
"Actually I do. I'm working", I said with no emotion at all. They didn't deserve it. They don't get to know how I have felt through the years without them, I'm happy here. "Nope, your coming out to dinner away from this dump with your brothers and father", He said whilst looking around in discust. I rolled my eyes at him which he looked pretty shocked at. "Look Stone, Im not that 6 year old you can just boss around and fuck over anymore, I can take care of myself, Ive been doing that for my whole life so far, so why not the rest, so either order something or get the fuck out", I said to him getting faster and faster as I spoke. The boys gasped when I swore at Stone. He, on the other hand, looked furious. Matilda is 16 years old, with 5 older brother, 5 terrifying older brothers in who she hates with a passion. They left her to deal with their father wrath, to live their own lives far away. She now lives alone, in a dangerous and dirty neighbourhood, but she doesn't care, as long as she is far away from those she is suppose to call family. But when they all turn up for Christmas, hoping for happy times and warm hugs, she is instilled with fear and pure anger. Will she accept them, or will they stop trying? She couldn't care less, she was always the forgotten child. #1 - abuse #1 - brothers #2 - family #1 - siblings #1 - forgotten #1 - independent #1 - only daughter #1 - alone #1 - BrotherConcluída
The Girl Will Be Mine
I am 17 years old. I am an angry person and hate everyone but my family. I have a camero that my brother fixed for me. I shoot guns, race dirt bikes, and am a street car racer. I am a five-degree blackbelt and hate to be called a bitch. I also do not like men who think woman are property. I enjoy working out with the scarves and my brothers hate it when I do this alone. My mother just married an ex-marine who is the VP of the Wild Riders. He bought the old Hotel next door to the club. I have four older brothers. Tim is 22, Mike is 21, Kevin is 20, and Norman is 19. Then me, I am 17, Tammy is 15, and Pam is 14. Last is our baby brother Bobby. He is one year old. As I pulled up to the Motel and got out of my car several bikers walked out with mom and Blaze my stepfather. Three guys walked over and said. I aam in love. I pulled my gun out and said. Don't touch my baby. a four guy looking as me said. You all can be in love with the car. I found my woman. I through back my head laughing and said. In your dreams. He looked at me and said. I plan on having my face buried between your legs and my cock in your pussy soon. I gave him a cold look and said. Good luck trying. I have men who think they own women. I turned around and started unloading my car and putting the stuff on the carts watching the prospects roll them into the motel.Concluída
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I watched as my dad threw the bottle of beer at my mom, paralyzed. I watched the broken glass seeped into her skin deeper and deeper. I'm helpless. I watched him call her a slut. I watched him turn around to here him say I'm worthless. My eyes flicked back to my mom, only to see her pass out. _____________________________________This went on for years before he left my mum and 13 year old me. I have so many scars. Mentally and physically. It wasn't just this. Oh no, fate couldn't throw enough shit at me. They had to throw in one of my best friends dying in a car crash. The they were just like,'Eh, what the hell! Let's make her other friend leave her for the popular sluts!'. This was my life for 16 years. They bullied me. In every way possible. It started getting better. I moved to Britain. I made 5 new friends. Even more after that. My old self came back. There were a few bumps along the road. But it all got better. This was my life. This is Annabelle Yaw's story.Concluída
It feels like I'm living in a world full of lies... My life is full of lies. My life is wreck. My life is a disaster. I want to run but I can't. There holding me back. They keep me chained to this horrible place. The pain they give me is unbearable but I need to survive this hell hole just to escape. It seems like there lies are already enough to give me pain but they don't stop there. They keep doing it as if they want me to be dead from this pain. I was alone. At least I thought I was. Until he came. He was my new neighbor. He is an irresistible bad boy. When he came into my life it was just like your car crashed into a concrete wall and you went flying because of the impact it made. Well that's how its gonna be when he crashed into my miserable life. And he made a big impact and changed my whole life...
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