Aria Jones
Failure. That is the word I have learned to live by. The one person I thought loved me says I was a mistake.
Maybe I am.
Right now all I feel is a pounding in my head. Pain is what I usually feel on a daily basis. It's nothing new, at least she didn't punch my stomach again. She, I can't even say her name. Maria, my mother. I don't even think she deserves the title as for what she has done.
Ever since I was 8 she started to hit me. At first it was a little spank, then it turned into a hit which then lead to a beating. I fear, I fear her more than anyone in this world yet she still has power over me, making me still love her no matter what. Crazy right? Well she was the one who gave birth to me. But sometimes I dread being alive. I've had to cover up my scars, bruises and cuts. I'm now 15 still in high school. I really want to be a lawyer. They dress amazingly, they're respected and payed well. That's the only reason I'm still here, to show her that I'm no failure but an achiever.
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Mio Angelo
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