Locked And Free

Gotta keep it real

I'm not even trying anymore. I just gave up. I've been locked in here for years. And coming out tomorrow isn't happening. I am locked, not letting anyone close to me. But I am free. Writing this makes me free. Sometimes you don't know how much writing makes you feel safe, happy, SAFE. Writing is my only escape.
"Come here for dinner!". They say. But I don't listen to them. And then they come in this prison room and drag me out of it forcing me to eat with them. I am still locked. I couldn't wait to go back to hell (my room) and take my cute notebook and feel free. I don't think anyone can understand this kind of love. This kind of freedom. Maybe it's just me. A lot of people say you find your happiness when you find your soulmate. But I don't think so. This is my soulmate. My dusty cute notebook is my soulmate. I've never given much thought of how I'd die. And yes, it is normal. I'm a 17 year old girl. Even tho I have a hell of a life, I don't always think about the worst things. Well, if you're wondering if I live in prison, I don't. I live in a big mansion with a perfect location. My room is big and beautiful. But my stepmother isn't as beautiful as the house. She is this evil, mean, imbecile woman. She's playing my father on her small finger. My dad notices that, but he can't leave her on the streets because she knows some dirty secrets about our family. This may sound crazy, but my father killed my real mother. Yes.

My dad, Chris, was part of a drug gang. He formed the gang first when he was 16 and still in high school. Then he met my mom, Angelina, and stopped hanging around with the gang. But after awhile, he started doing drugs again. When he was 20, mom found out about the gang and broke up with him. She was threatening him that she will tell the police if he doesn't stop. He stopped again. And they got back together. After 2 years, they got married. And after some time, they got me. Dad saved some real money from the gang that he was in. So he afforded a huge house. We lived happily for 6 years. But Chris's past came back to haunt him. The gang members found him and surprisingly the money that he spent to buy the house weren't his' only. They were supposed to share the money. He took all the money and left nothing for his co-workers. He refused to give the money back to them. So they got furious. They threatened him to kill me or mom if he didn't give them the money. He gave them the money they want and we thought that everything was done, but the money wasn't enough for them. They started to abuse my father, telling him that they'll kill me. They gave him a choice. He was supposed to kill me or my mom. Either way, his co-workers will kill us both. He had no choice but to kill one of us. He said I was too young to die. And Angelina convinced him that she's lived her life. It was my time to shine, they said. I felt very guilty. Because of me he had to murder my beautiful mother. So he killed her. I couldn't forgive him of what he did. Years have passed and I still don't talk to him.

My stepmother knows this and if we hurt her, she will tell the police and they'll arrest my dad. And I'll have no choice but to live with that monster, Malicia (my stepmother), she will take the whole treasure. The money, house, cars, everything will be hers. That's why we're afraid. I'm still mad at my dad, even tho I know he had no choice but to kill my mom. It's not like he wanted to. He still feels very guilty for running that gang once.

I'm 17 now. I just turned 17 two months ago. I go to school and I don't have friends. Maybe it's because I'm cold to everyone. But I like me this way. If someone knows about my past they'll be freaked out and scared of me.

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Hello everyone.
I just wanna introduce myself.
I'm Kali, 14 years old.
I know that some of you may ask if this is based on a true story. Well it's not. I've never had this experience. I just fantasize. I'm sure there are a lot of people that had a similar experience to this one. Or maybe even a same one. But I just want everyone to know that no matter what happens, life moves on. And so do you. Everything will turn out great at the end. If not, then it's not the end. Be happy because life's short and don't worry about some small stupid things.

Love y'all. Hope you like this story.💘