Death .

Abused.

 January 2nd 1995

This day.. This specific day I wish didn't exist. It was the day of when a girl named Beverly Miller was born, or me.. I was a normal baby no extra limbs or anything, that was good I guess but one thing wasn't 'normal' my parents didn't want me. Let me make that more clear, my parents DIDN'T care about me. You're probably thinking, "Bev, that's not true."  And to that I say it is, if it weren't true they wouldn't have given me up to some strangers. This is my life, I hope you enjoy..

My alarm clock bursted with a loud sound, as I rolled over to my side the clock kept bursting with anger, and loudness. I moaned as I sat up on my bed rubbing the sleep out of my cold green eyes. I yawned, turning my head over to turn the alarm clock off - 5:30AM - It read, I stood up scratching the back of my head as I marched to the bathroom, running footsteps became louder 

"Move loser" As a girl pushed me out of the way, slamming the bathroom door in my face. I stood up from being pushed down to the ground, my knee dripping with blood. I waited by the door for the girl to finish, finally she did "All yours" She snickered as her perfume whiffed by me, I was confused on why she had snickered at me but I shrugged and headed into the bathroom, I slowly took my clothes off hopping into the shower, I turned the handle cold water rushing out. I yelped as I mumbled under my morning breath 

"Valentina.." I wasn't bothered by the cold water sliding down my shoulders, hitting the shower bottom like raindrops hitting the windows. I got out, wrapped a towel around my waist and got ready. I headed downstairs, my grey hair in messy buns, my oversized flannel that I wore almost everyday, and my baggy pants along with my black sneakers. 

"Bev, I'm hungry!" Valentina whined, "Then get food?" I spoke, 

"You expect me to make it by myself?" She scoffed, rolling her eyes "We only adopted you because my parents needed the money to buy me a new phone." I groaned being reminded of that everyday. I made breakfast for everyone as I headed off to school, but before I could my father spoke 

"Beverly I need to talk to you" I trembled with fear under my words 

"Ok.. father.." 

"Come with me" He said in a calm voice, I followed him to his bedroom. I looked at him confused, as he put my stuff down

 "What's wrong" I asked confused. He locked the bedroom door, as he un-zipped his pants, and took off his shirt, he stepped closer to him and tightly grabbed my p*ssy, "What the hell!?" I screamed in my head, hoping he wasn't going to do what I think he's gonna do to me. He took off my clothes, and pants as he picked me up and threw me onto the bed, he handcuffed me and put tape over my mouth so I wouldn't cry for help. He positioned me into a downward-dog pose, he hummed as he put his d**k into my a*s, going back and forth, tears streamed down my face since I was scared for my life. I shook my head, but that made things worse as he went back and forth faster and faster. With the cries and screams for help also came moans, he flipped me on my back and fingered my p***y, as I stared up at him, he yanked me off the bed and forced me to suck on his d**k 

"Please stop!" I sobbed quietly, 

"Shut up you worthless whore and suck my d**k!" He yelled, as he slapped me across the face. I did what I was told to do, and gagged as I shoved the whole thing in my mouth, the bad thing is I swallowed the c*m his d**k provided, I didn't mean to but.. I did. 

"I swallowed the c*m.." I trembled with fear tears rushing down my face, 

"You what!" He yelled, "If you get pregnant it's going to be all my fault! I can't raise a child let alone knowing it's in my adopted daughter! Just get going to school and put on some clothes!" He threw my school clothes at me as I put them on wiping my tears from this HORRIBLE  experience, 

I walked to school since the school bus already left. I looked down at my watch as I started to walk to school, A hour late.