I was just a little girl. I was innocent. I never thought I would be hurt by someone I loved most. It hurt. I hid from him I ran to my friends house to look for shelter and a family. I started to think that maybe he didn't love me because I was not sporty enough or that I was not talented. I didn't understand why he didn't love me. I tried to change he didn't. He said i was a disappointment and that he wishes I was never born. And I started to wish I wasn't either. I had bruises and huge cuts and scars they hurt. But nothing hurt more than my heart. I was lost. Age:7
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The Reality of Life
Non-Fictionthis is based off of my life when i was younger. Posting once or twice every week.
