A waste of Space

Prologue

Joslyn knew at a very young age she would never amount to anything. Her father has been telling her and her brothers that since they were born. He told her all she would ever be good at is laying on her back. He constantly beat her and her little brothers. They lived in constant fear that he would one day kill them.

Joslyn would make sure to take the beatings because she wouldn't allow him to hurt her brothers. They were the three musketeers. They knew all they had was each other. They would even pull each other’s hair to sort of become immune to it so when their dad picked them up by their hair it wouldn't hurt.

Joylynn being the oldest she felt she needed to protect everyone. Every day she wondered why he hated them so much. What could they have done so wrong? How could you hate your own children so much? Why have kids if all you do is run them down? Are they even loved? Does anyone even care?

Can anyone save them? Does anyone even care enough to save them? Is it her against the world? Could life really be this cruel? So many questions going unanswered. Will Joslyn start to believe in herself, or will she always feel like a waste of space?