Chapter 2-Him

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As i had said i am currently 15 and turning 16 in November 18.I am ok now and over that stage but now i feel like a new thing is coming and i'm not ready for it.   
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I woke up to people screaming out in the kitchen. I got up put on some clothes and as i was walking down the stairs i start to wonder.I get downstairs and stand outside of the kitchen and listen."You don't understand how much i work in this house"said from a muscular voice.That must be my dad.My mom is basically the only one working,besides me."What do you mean 'i don't know what you do' im sorry i actually work unlike your lazy ass"a calm but tone voice yelled.Probably my mom.This is  one reason why i don't want to live here.I always tell my mom that i wanna leave but she never listens it's like she's scared....She shouldn't be scared.I mean im scared of my dad too so that makes two of us.Hes threatened us before that if we left then we would die.Yea its crazy.My dad isn't the brightest bulb in the pack.He went to my school 'Central high'.Most of the people there are actually high like half of the school does it.I would never do that.But my dad did when he was in middle school and high school.Explains how he lost so many brain cells. When my dad was 19 he had met my mom.My dad had moved and went to her school and the started talking.After 2
years of being together they got married.That was crazy cause who would get married right after you meet them.Then a few years later my sister was born her names "Audrey" she's 5 years older than me.Then i was born.

Everything was a mistake then.I mean i was a mistake too so i mean it would be accurate if everything in life would be a mistake or a accident. Anyway it wasn't much for me to realize how crazy my dad was.I remember when i was little i had a bunny and i came back home and he had shot it and said that it ran away.WHO DOES THAT!?!? i loved her she was so cute and fluffy.Anyway my dad like i said isn't the brightest literally he can't even spell his own name or even mine?!? There's some times when i feel bad for him but it's like he made himself that way.He used beat on my mom until i had found out and saw the bruises.He always used to do this weird thing like smacking my ass or just the slightest movements to make me feel weird.I honestly hate him so much but i cant really change anything about him or do anything about it.I mean there are some  times we're i love him but i go back to the old him and it's just not right.

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Sorry this might be a little short but i was at school writing this and not a lot was coming to mind.

-M

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