Rejected With Hatred
I never knew what I did to deserve this.
I had the perfect life, when my parents were still alive.
But all hell broke loose when my parents died.
Eric, my older brother, beats me up along with the Alpha, Ashton.
Ashton beats me up, calls me names, just like Eric and Ashton.
I cry repeatedly in my bedroom.
All I ever felt like was a worthless slave.
I had no electronics.
I have only one friend, which is just an object, but a small pocket-knife I found in the forest while wandering around.
I’d take the small pocket-knife every time I’m really sad, and cut the life out of me.
I’d make the food, go to school, make the food again, go to sleep starving, and I’d do this cycle all over again..
Sometimes, I wish I wasn’t,
Don’t call me insecure but those words get to you when you’ve been called those names for a whole entire year every day and night!
I wish my parents didn’t die.
This story won't have me falling in love with Ashton, but no, taking revenge on him is more of the word.