So my story starts with the day that I was born, my parents already had two kids and in their eyes, two kids and two parents were the perfect families but then I came. My mom could.'t bear to give me away cause I was so cute when I was born so they ended up keeping me, but then when I started to grow and get older that is when they started to change. The first just gave me more chores to do when I came home from school, then they keep asking me to not talk unless I am told to. After a while my brother and sister who is 3 years older then I started to treat me just like my parents but they had kids from their school beat me up sometimes but my parents didn't care about me getting beat because they just said that I deserve it. there were so many times that I thought of just hurting myself, but I was only around eight years old; no eight years old should be thinking this but with the way that friends and family mostly treat me it just comes to my mind a lot. Things started to get worse around the end of the year when my father started to drink because he thought that his life was so worse because of me, well one night I was just finishing my homework late at night since I had to do everything in the house than out of nowhere my dad came barging in with a beer bottle in his hand and being all slurry.
"You little brat should have never been born. I wish you weren't here, but tonight I will have my fun with you." He said in a serious tone. I was getting scared of what he was going to do and all of a sudden he threw me on the floor hitting me, kicking me, punching me; everything possible. But then he didn't something that I thought that no father would ever do to their child, he started to rape (I won't go into details) when he was done he just left me there to clean myself up. The next morning still feeling the pain of what my so-called father did to me. I got dressed ready for school since it was only Friday but then both of my parents came into my room.
"Little bitch pack your bags we are taking you somewhere far away from us so we don't have to see your ugly face anymore." Said, my mother. I just did what they told me because I didn't want to have another beating from my dad like last night. Heading downstairs with my bag my dad pulled me to the car and threw in my bag with me, then started driving to wherever they were taking me. I looked out the window and saw that they took me to the airport, we walked in like any normal family my parents brought me a ticket and handed it to me saying;
"Well now we don't have to deal with you anymore, just goodbye forever bitch." My dad said close to my hearing hugging me like he was sad to send me away which I knew he wasn't. They walked away from me and left me there, I then looked at the ticket and my eyes almost popped out of my eye socket 'they brought me a ticket to another country' I was so surprised they would do that, I mean I thought it would be to a different state but I was so wrong. I went all through the gate and got on the plane luck for me no one really questioned why an eight-year-old was riding a plane by herself. I found my seat and just sat there just still questioning why all of these things happened to me, I just wanted my family to love me or want me was that too much to ask?
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Adopted by NCT
FanfictionSo this is kinda like any kpop adopted story a little. The beginning may be a little confusing but I didn't go into too many details because then it would be boring....... but this story is about a girl named Olivia she lived in the US until she was...
