One Shots

Never Had A Chance

She sat on the swing and watched the children playing with their family and friends and thought to herself, " I wish I could play with someone." But she knew that her wish was a wish that would never be granted. Who wants to play with someone like her? It's not like anyone was going out of their way to play with her anyways. She sat there and watched them play until the sun had started to set and the last child left with their parents. Watching as she excitedly told her parents about the new friend she made and the games they played. She watched the family get in their car and drive off to probably get pizza and ice cream, they'll probably head home for the night. She sighed as she stood from the swings and stretched her sore body. She looked down and saw that her bruises were showing as well as her wrists covered in cuts. She took a deep breath and headed home.

Back to her reality, with her abusive dad and an alcoholic mom. She always tried to stay away from home for as long as possible, that way when she gets home they'd both be in bed. Today wasn't that day, she quietly walked into the house, only to find her dad was standing in front of the door. Face filled with rage, he grabbed her hair and started punching her face. He threw her into the living room and started taking off his belt, beating her with it. "Where the F*** were you? Do you know what F***ing time it is?" He kept hitting her til his hand started hurting, then he grabbed her by the hair once more and started smashing her head into the wall yelling at her about anything and everything that he could think of, calling her a whore between eery insult he threw at her. He tossed her back onto the floor and removed his clothes before walking to her and ripping hers off painfully. From there he began to rape her saying that she deserved everything that she was getting because she was nothing but a little useless piece of S***. A whore who couldn't keep her legs shut so he should be allowed to do to her what her "clients" (the nonexistent clients) do. He grabbed his belt wrapped it around her neck and started choking her as his thrusts started speeding up until he met his limit. He stood up, grabbed his clothes and gave her a good hard kick in the chest before upstairs to his wife. Not even one checking to see if she was alive. Her name was Faith, she was only 10. She had died from suffocation, internal and external bleeding. She was discovered the next morning by her mom, who thought she was just sleeping, only to discover she was dead. Both parents were arrested, the mother for negligence and the father for domestic abuse, assault, rape, and first-degree murder.