Miracles dont exist

This story goes to Marroon1479 because shes the one who gave me the idea and even though this is a school project i still wanted to post it on Wattpad


Again, Again, Again, he kept hitting me
Usually there are reasons for these kinds of punishments but this time I didnt know what what i did. I took out the trash,took care of Nasir, and did the dishes so what did I forget .
"After all that I do for you and your stupid brother you think that you don't have to do anything in return . All I asked is to make me dinner but your selfish and lazy!"
I knew he was right, he did everything for me, but I couldn't even do one thing
He picked me by my hair and threw me in the kitchen yeling "Cook me something now!
I ran to the refrigerator and got out a bunch of ingredients and put them together. When I put the food in the oven, I looked up at her father and says timidly "The food won't be ready for at least an a hour daddy"
He gunts a whole bunch of inappropriateness and walks away.
I let the tears to roll down her face. I walked in the bathroom and counted the newly put bruises.
10 on my back
12 on my front
15 on my arms
5 on my face
6 on my neck
13 on my legs
I wasn't surprised though cause he's done worse.
I patched up the bruises puts on new clothes and went in the kitchen to take out the food.
What has my life come to?

I used to be happy with my family. We were happy, my dad was nice and loving my mom was king and true. My dad had job we had fun with other people. But now, my mom is gone, my dad abuses me day and night. Everyone thinks that Nasir is my brother but truly Nasir is my son and sadistically my dad's son. So to be honest I'm in hell.