Unbreakable

"Useless, idiotic, child! How could you even live with yourself. You dumb child. Why did I get you. You are such a pain. I can't believe you!"
Her father's words making her hide in shame and run to her room again.
"What have one done this time?" I say to myself. "Why can't I please them?" I look down at my fresh bruise on my arm and clutch it close to my body. The small cut across my face is from the small knife they have and use on me. I try and clean it but it stings when I put pressure on it. I cry in pain and gasp for breath against my sobbing. That night was not even the worst. I fall onto my bed and cry myself to sleep.