Traceya POV~
***3 weeks ago***
Chian your mail is on the table "thanks sweetie" ***tries to kiss my for head but I move back*** . Traceya honey why won't you let me love you or call me mom we don't do any mother or daughter things. You know what always got me ***smirking*** is that yo pretend game strong as hell if you wanna live in this pretend world you gone do it by your self cuz I live reality every night! ***walks off***.
***an hour later***
I heard chian and James talking "hi sweet heart how was your day!?" . "where my food at woman" ,"I'm almost done" ........it goes silent for a minute then I heard yelling and pots falling dishes breaking "I TOLD YOU HAVE MY FOOD READY WHEN I HIT THE DAMN DOOR!. "I'm sorry baby I'm sorry" . He was probably beating on ha again I just put my head phones in and locked my door and got my note book . its been quite I assume he left but I hope he stays gone but wishes don't come true! At least not for me they don't .
***4 hours later***
I heard heavy foot steps then the door creaked open, not again.......not ever I thought to myself ......"baby girl you've been feeling out so nice I think to night is the night I finally make you a woman . I guess he still thought I was sleep he got on top of me I griped the handle of the knife "ummhmmn" . Aaaaaaaaaaa ..I screamed and stabbed him in his chest I looked at him as the color in his eyes faded. Remember how you took my child hood away my innocents that sweet 6 year old girl was ruin now you remember that and I hope you burn in hell. I let out a breath of relief I pushed him off me and thought to myself for a minute, I'm free finally I'm free. I went in the living room covered in blood chian looked up at me and screamed "JAMES BABY" ***gets up and runs to the back*** hmm some mother I thought. "Traceya do you regret any of this?" detective Rollins asked, no mam no I don't I really didn't finish the job . "what do you mean by that?" My mother sat back and let him touch me and she pretended like it never happened .......she deserved a knife through her heart to.
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My Mental Savior!
RandomTraceya (Trace-see-yu) is 18 years old. She's been abused most of her life when she snaps she gets put in a mental hospital. She feels so alone and scared , until nurse August comes along and befriends her and looks after her read on to find out...
