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ng of my life, what my purpose is in life. I have no family, no friends, hell even pets. I have no one, no

ot true, all the words,all the pain, that its a chapter and it will pass. But I guess that's a lie, I have been lying to myself. This chap

ything. I learned something when I was 9 years old. I would always cry when my parents would start hitting me, but I realized something, that if

nd out the other, I haven't cried since I was 10 years old . Crying won't sol

their is one thing I hate most in life that its pity. I don't want people to pity me, I don't need anything from anyone.

call me his little princess, to chase away boys, to protect me from bullies. But we don't get everything we want. Because it turned out they became my biggest bullies, I needed protection from them. They be

harm me, to despise me that much. But I always came up with nothing.

arcasm). With that thought in mind I got up and streched my sore muscles, Obviously that was a mistake as I bent over in pain. Yesterday I came 10mins lat

athroom and lifted my shirt just over my ribs. My stomach has burn marks, open flesh, and bruises. My stomach is a mixture of black, blue, purple, yellow, and green. One thing I hate when looking at my stomach is the

re and start dressing my wounds and sanitizing the cuts with rubbing al

bruises on my face and

on my face and hands with found

er. They used to be so bright, full of life and happiness but now they are dead, nothing in them, they look so empty . My face is too thin and

make four pieces of toasted toast, two with fried eggs and the other two with strawberry jam with half an avocado on the side. I put the pla

d keep my head down . Its one of rules

in my face. He punches me in the face and I feel the familiar taste of metal in my mouth. He busted my lip

I stutter looki

sir and never make eye contact

answer as he threw me on the flo

en he finally had finished I c

get you filthy

n pick up his car keys and lea

and go inside, I reapply my foundation to cover the new bruises. I then eat small granola

I work as a waitress in this really cute popular cafe that's 30 mins away. I have be

nd Jerry the owners good morning and move to put my stuff away. I hear the bell above the door jingle indicating so