Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

Morgan's pov

Here I was sitting in school barely able to keep my eyes open.

My father came home high, and of course I was his play toy.

He told me no man would ever love me.

I was daddy's little whore.

The thought of him makes me sick.

My mom came in after he was done, and beat the crap out of me.

Saying I was the reason her husband didn't love her.

So here I am all black, and blue.

Some girl next to me was saying I stunk.

So she sprayed her perfume towards me.

Making me cough, and choke.

I felt as if my lungs were going to collapse.

I started to feel as if the room was spinning.

All I could hear was laughter.

I wanted it to stop.

I needed it to stop.

I couldn't breathe.

Why couldn't I breathe?

I could hear then say "Aw is she going to cry?"

No I would never cry.

I wouldn't allow them to see me shed a tear.

I wouldn't give them that ammo.

I needed to get out of here.

I got up, and the teacher yelled at me to sit down.

I didn't care I had to get some air.

I walked out of the classroom, and passed out.

The nurse came, and someone carry me to her office.

She said she called my parents, but no one answered.

SHe said I could stay in her room for the rest of the day.

I could have died and no one would have cared.

I kind of wished that I had died.

Then all this pain would just stop.

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