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I remember my life in numbers. 11 is how many years since my dad passed. 5 is how old I was when he past. And 7 is the number of years I've been beaten and yelled at. Or at least that's what I've been told.All Rights Reserved

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*new cover* I'm living in a house made of glass. I'm scared to move, to breathe, to think. I'm afraid. Any wrong move and I get yelled at, a broken rule and I get beat up...he's not even my father and I'm stuck in his own fucked up version of reality. My own mother is the reason he has me, the reason my family lost me. A broken, lost mafia princess living in the wrong story, taken from the right one. I've been in foster care all my life, until them...my brothers. I am saved by them when my shattered heart was about to turn into stone and when my cries would become echoes in the walls of the prison I was bestowed upon. I was months old when I was stolen from my family. 17 years had to go by for them to finally find me. My dad, my four older brothers..one of which I'll soon discover is my twin. My missing half. Will they be able to mend my shattered soul or will I remain broken and alone? TW: rape, abuse, assault, attempted suicide, strong language - Warning: contains teenage pregnancy SHE DOES KEEP THE BABY STOP SNAPPING AT ME DAMMIT...respectfully <3 *Edited*...sort of

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your mom was killed right in front of you you were only 8 years old and father killed her and you father you live with him and u have no choice to but live with him and he very abuse he hurt you and u have a little brother that u keep away from your dad and when u get into UA everything changes for you..........

Without saying " I love you ", I spent 10 years of my life with you. Without hearing " I love you ", I can spend another 10 years with you. Just give a smile and don't crash my heart anymore as you have done for how long I have forgotten.

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Fifteen Letters to Father by AmanduhhBiersack8D

Fifteen letters for my dad. Haven't talked to him actually. Last time I saw him, I think I was 12? Yeah, all I did was cry in front of him. What happened in all these letters are true. All true. And I wish he could read each one.

"You are a worthless piece of trash! We should've gotten rid of you when we had the chance!" My abusive dad shouted, slapping me with all of his might. My name is Chloe Adams. Both of my parents have abused me my entire life. I'm covered in bruises, cuts, and burns from head to toe, but I've learned how to cover them up. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever escape this hell hole. "Yeah you should've." I agreed, whispering under my breath. "What was that!?" He yelled even louder than before. "N-Nothing." I stuttered, afraid of his reaction. I don't want to be pushed down the stairs again. The last time that happened, I broke my wrist. They didn't even take me to the hospital. I had to bandage it myself. "That's what I thought! Go fetch me a beer!" He ordered. There comes a moment when you don't want to stop. When you don't want to get better. You just don't care anymore. Read to find out how one small yet huge text can change Chloe's outlook on this magical journey we call life.

Am I Just a Number? by seldom_scilence16

Kidnapped at age six, I was taught I was nothing more than my number-84626. My life was one of pain and fear, freedom was not an option in my young mind. Five years, secrets, false hope... Am I really just a number? These new people sure don't think so, but what do they know? I've lived with no hope, they don't know anything..... but maybe I don't either.

When He Strangled Her--a story about love by shishalola

What if your success is attributed to something or someone wrong? What if you can't appreciate who you are today without giving credit to an abuser? What if the abuser is your father and the inflictor your mother? Would you still call the place you grew up home and their affection love?

What to do when your old love is coming back after years, did you really move on from him or can be a friend to him or can you forgive him about the past? Or are you still have the feelings to him.... But you still remember the things he did to you in the past and that past still haunting you. When you finally can get up and move on he show up, that's triggers you back about the past. You finally move on and be stronger, you are ready to take the next step of your slowly with someone new but he suddenly show up make you go back to the past. How are you going to deal with that triggers? Are you strong enough to fight back the bad past?.

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new cover I'm living in a house made of glass. I'm scared to move, to breathe, to think. I'm afraid. Any wrong move and I get yelled at, a broken rule and I get beat up...he's not even my father and I'm stuck in his own fucked up version of reality. My own mother is the reason he has me, the reason my family lost me. A broken, lost mafia princess living in the wrong story, taken from the right one. I've been in foster care all my life, until them...my brothers. I am saved by them when my shattered heart was about to turn into stone and when my cries would become echoes in the walls of the prison I was bestowed upon. I was months old when I was stolen from my family. 17 years had to go by for them to finally find me. My dad, my four older brothers..one of which I'll soon discover is my twin. My missing half. Will they be able to mend my shattered soul or will I remain broken and alone? TW: rape, abuse, assault, attempted suicide, strong language - Warning: contains teenage pregnancy SHE DOES KEEP THE BABY STOP SNAPPING AT ME DAMMIT...respectfully <3 Edited...sort of

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