I was only seventeen when he left me. He was the one who always looked out for me, the one who pushed me to my future. He was the only one who wanted me to have a happie life. I knew that would never happen from the moment I turned six, the day my sister died. Then at age nine, when my abusive father left. I shold have know that my mother was going to leave with one of her many boyfriends. But being who I was I thought she would stay. At age fourteen she left me in the custody of brother. He was the only person who I had left. We had no realitives, no long lost cousins, no close family friends, we were alone. Now he was gone, I was all by myself. I should have know my life would be that cruel. Unshed tears clung to my lashes, crying made you weak, that was waht my father always said. So there i stood in the hospital room where my brother once was, refusing to let mysel cry. I was all I had left and with what happened, I was going to put it with the rest of the horrible stuff that happened in my past. I would try and not let it resurface like I did with some of the more grusome memories. I was going to look out for me and for me only. I was Ember Hallows for fu*$s sake. I had been to hell and I was done with taking sh#% from anybody.
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Breaking Darkness
Teen FictionEmber Hallows is a tough loner who has been through hell. A Band named Breaking Darkness The man-whore lead singer A Gang who tried to kill her What could happen...
