" You are worthless! You are just a fat, stupid, teenager! You can't even get straight A's!" said mom " Well I'm sorry that I'm not perfect!" I said, crying. I ran to my room. My mom yelled " If my daughter isn't going to be perfect then I might as well not have one!" I should have been used to this but I just couldn't take it. I didn't want to die but I didn't wanna live here. I want to leave. I was dreading going to school the next day. I have to see her counselor. I have had a counselor since I was 12, because my parents had died in a car crash that i had survived. I am now sixteen and it still haunts me. It's not that I didn't like the counselor it's just that I'm not the one to open up to people. I went to the counselor and while he asked how I was doing I just sat there. I finally got back to class at about 11, just in time for lunch. After lunch I sat in class, daydreaming. It finally hit 3 o'clock. I walked home scared to face my mother. I didn't necessarily do anything wrong but mom always found a way to yell at me. I had once told the counselor about this but he said that she would probably stop eventually. I just stopped telling him, assuming that he couldn't do anything. I started walking slower, feeling my heart beating faster the closer I got to the house. I walked through the door.
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Mystery / ThrillerAnna was adopted at age 11. She had always trying her hardest. She had been verbally abused by her adopted parents since she was 14. She was now 16. She was hurting and has had enough. I will be posting Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday! ( sometimes...