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Day 1.
I'm now doing this only to don't stay with nothing to do. If my father know i am writing he will beat me up. I will start making a kind of diary? I guess that is called. I will write every single day of my life until my death,that i think will be soon.
Father is yelling at mom. "Stop being such a bitch" he screams and i hear glass breaking and something hitting... Skin? I don't know. I'm glad that i sleep in the small basement under the tiny house where i live in. My father works on a mafia,so does my brother. My mother is a prostitute trying to have her own money. And theres me,an 8 year old child who doesn't frequent school and only read alot of books hidden from my parents. They think that i wasn't supossend to read or write,especially my father. Its getting almost 00:00 pm,i guess i need to go to bed by now. Tomorrow i'll continue this thing.
Day 8.
I have shoot a rat. I know how to use guns,i already read a book about them. I saw the rat on my room,i ran to the kitchen and saw my father's pistol there,and i grabbed it and shot that damn rat. I will never do that again. My father have hit me for touching his things,especially one of his guns. Its almost 3 am. I listen screams comming from the living room? The kitchen? Don't know really. But looks like is my mom. I can't do anything to try to help her. Sorry mommy. I will sleep now. Hope that tomorrow be a better day.
Day 13.
My brother will sleep with me today im ritting this faster as i can to he dont tell mom or dad about my book its about time to sleep and i hope to he dont strangullate me to death while i sleep
Day 15.
Wrost day of my life. My brother just raped me yesterday midnight. I couldn't scream,no one would see what was happening to me. My brother is now out of my room. I don' have fear of anything,but now i guess that i do.
Day 39.
He does that with me every night... It hurts. He's been doing this since 3 weeks ago i think. I told to mom but she doesn't believe me,neighter does my father. I hate him. I hate them. I hate everyone.
Day 40.
I have found the key of the basement door. I can lock it by the inside and no one interrupts me. Finally i guess i will have peace.
Day 62.
I've got myself into trouble... A big trouble. I tried to escape home but father just grabbed my arm and i bitted his hand... Hes slamming my door and punching it to get open. Lucky that i locked it fast,or i guess that i would be dead by now. He is just yelling like "Open up you little cunt! I will kill you if yoy don't open this fucking door!" While he slam the door with his hand,he even kick it sometimes. I will stay drawing as this is the best i can do.
Day 64.
Father is stopping the knocking at my door. Yesterday he was more calm but i don't trust him. I didn't eat or drink anything. I'm scared. I won't go outside. Even though i'm hungry and thirsty i think i can handle.
Day 66
Mom just knocked my door. She would ask me what happend,and i expleined everything. She tried to calm me down and get some water and food for me. I let her in and showed her my book. She just staid calm and told me my father would burn this book and myself if i didn't threw it off,but i won't. She would get my book and write something in the last page. "Dear Mlyn. This is mommy wanting to you know that i am always loving you. I may get killed anytime by your dad but stay strong my dear. To: Mlyn,From: Mommy".
Day 87.
Mommy got killed. I can't live anymore. Writing this and letting my door locked is the only thing that saves me from my father and my brother. Now,mommy is gone. I will miss her. She always said that "children are a gift from God". I guess my father is a gift from Satan.
Day 99.
Father just broke my key. Now i'm helpless. I tried to drink something and then father just saw me and with anger in his eyes,he rushed to me. I tried to run back to my room and look the door,but he just slammed the door and opened in my face. I would hold the key strongly but he would kick and punch me saying "Let go little bitch! You are a desgrace for this family you cunt!". At certain point i couldn't handle anymore,so i let go of the key. He just breaked it. I tried to hide in the corner of my basement room,but then he said,taking off his belt:
"You will soon join your mother"
To be continued.