The Dreamer

As Daisey came home from school which she always hated she never wanted to be home ever. Ad she walked up her front steps she could here her parents fighting again, she opened the door and ran to her bathroom. As she quickly locked it with jittering hands she sat on the floor crying begging for them to stop. She then stood up opened a drawer and pulled out a razer. She sat back down on the ground she pulled up her sleeves and along with other scars on her arms she draw another picture along with the rest. She knew it was her fault that they were fighting. Daisey then dragged the blade across her skin and cried. As the blood was dripping from her arm she quickly stood up and grabbed paper towels to wipe it up because if they saw what she had done. She would get beat for it. She shook even more as she slowly pulled down her sleeves and put the blade back were she had or before. She shakingly grabbed the doorknob and unlocked it she then ran to her room and stayed there. As she was trying to grab her jacket to cover up her dad knocked on her bedroom door she quickly pulled on her jacket and with a shaky voice she said "come in". When he stepped into her room he had a belt in his hands, she knew what that ment. Daisey backed away from the door and fell through the window of her two story house. That day Daisey had passed away as she fell to the ground she died with a smile across her face because she knew it was all over. Her father panicked and ran down stairs to the front door and quickly picked her up and put her in the car. As he drove her to the hospital he was shaking and going over the plan in his head. When he got to the hospital be took her in with tears running down his face carrying her in his arms and said "I need a nurse or a doctor now my daughter got beat up at school" they quickly took her away from the father and took her to a different room. 20 minutes later they announced her dead. They later found out that he had beat her and that all she really wanted was to leave. The nurse picked up the phone and called the police the police came and arrested the father who spend 20 years to life. He didn't feel bad about his daughter dying he kept yelling at the top of his lungs as the cops took him away. The girl was only 13 years old they then went to the girls house and arrested her mother to and found the evidence of her razers and tissues she used to clean it all up.

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