I'm starting to believe there is no God. How could he put a perosn in the position I'm in. All I had left was hate, hate for my brothers getting to play outside and even the sun. Mother treated me like a rag doll when she would beat me. I hated mother so much I wish she was dead. I tried to think of when she would die. Wanting her to feel my pain and lonlieness. My brothers didn't even act like they knew me, they began beating me too. I was starting to believe that all this was my fault because I let it go on for so long. I couldn't even go to school and be ok. Clifford the bully beat me up but just to show off to his friends. There was Aggie too. She always was tormenting me calling me names and getting her friends to join along. She even tried to get me to jump off the edge of the boat. For a minute I thought about it, maybe all this would be over if I did. The letter I gave the mother from Mr. Zeigler turned everything bad. I was a nobody. Nothing but an "It". I became more and more rebellious. Like the time at the grocery store. When we got home I got the ammonia and clorox treatment. I rushed to the vent but no air came out. I was in there forever, I could feel the fumes around the floor. The only person I really cared for was my little baby brother Kevin I loved him. I had no hope left I thought I was done for. I just bowed my head and began to pray..
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