It was now starting to get even serious than before.
I had to go tell someone now. I couldn't wait anymore, or this was it.
I was going to end my life. Suicide was now an option I started to think about.
The people I knew, were about to witness my funeral very early.
I wasn't going to be able to live til I was 80 years old.
I wasn't going to die from a disease like cancer.
I was going to be 13 years old and kill myself in any way that I could.
I never thought about suicide before. I always heard it was bad, and that you should never do it.
But, I couldn't think of that anymore.
I wanted all of the pain to go away.
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Being the Abused Child
FanfictionThis is a story of a girl going through abusement. What she is doing is crying and getting a painful beating. She is often scared to come home sometimes because she knows she's going to get hurt. She hates it. All she thinks about now is ending her...
