Kids .
What describe kids ? Hapiness , joy , being safe and loved by their families .
But sometimes , kids don't find these things in their lives . But instead , the ones that should make them happy and safe make them cry and sad .
That's my child memories . I don't remember a single day when i smiled or laughed .
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I woke up by a violent sound comming downstairs . My mother is drunk again . I live with her alone since my dad died from overdose . I hear her foothsteps getting closer to my bedroom door .
"FAAYE !" I hear her yell my name .
She enters the room and come to me . She begins hitting my back until I open my eyes.
"Did you prepare dinner ?"
I look at my clock witch was next to me. 3am .
"No-"
"WHY YOU LITTLE BITCH"
And then the torture started . She beggin messing with my hair and she suddenly throw me on the floor with her foot . Tears blur my vision as i try to calm her down .
"Mom ... I'll go prepare you somehing right now ... Please just stop"
She didn't . She continue hitting me on my stomach with her leg until i black out .
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I woke up finding myself on the floor . I suddendly feel sick . I rush just in time to the bathroom and start throwing up . I haven't eaten in two days so i really don't know what i'm throwing up . I feel dizzy and just when i touch my head , i find a little of blood . Fuck . She even hit my head . I hate admiting it but I wish she died with my father . I'm beggining to have enough of all this shit .
I hear her calling my name . What is it this time ? Is she going to kill me now ? I hope not .
I am greeted with an expression I've never saw before . Is she ..... smiling ? But I see that there is some people I never saw with her . A woman that seem in her early foorty and a man . 𝑨 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 . He has black waivy hair that just are inches beneath his eyes and green deep eyes that I could stare into them for hours without getting bored .
My mom start talking : "Hi sweetheart , come sit here " she waves the spot next to her .
Did she call me ..... 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 ???? Wow . I guess those people are quite important .
"Hi . My names Mrs Elise . I am here with my son to ask if you could get married with my son ."
I look at my mother , confused . What the hell ?
"Yes she agreed . I already talked to her yesterday about that , right sweetheart ?" my mom asked me .
"What ? Wait n-"
I started arguing but my mom pinched me on my thigh . Ouch . What the holly hell is happening right now ? I do not want to get married .
"Alright . You can start to living with us from tommorrow . Goodbye ." the woman says as she begins to leave .
So it's really true when they say someones life can change in 5 minutes . But I still am confused until i saw my mom with a lot of cash in her money . WAIT DID SHE JUST SELL ME ?????
No that can't happen .
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RomanceBeeing free ? Everyone has the right to be free . It's given . But what if your life is shitty enough to not allow you to the simplest thing you want ?