Before, i tell you about what happens next I'm gonna tell you about my past and it still happens..Well when i was 7 years old my parents got divorced because they always fought and they started to grow no respect for each-other. At the time i didn't understand why that were fighting. While they were fighting i was in bed and thinking to myself "Why are they fighting? is it because of me?" But all my thoughts went away when i heard yelling. It was my parents. They were arguing again but this time they were screaming at each other. They usually had a very small argument and one would leave the house afterwards because they were upset. When either my mom or dad left you would always here the door slam shut, it always scared me no matter how many times it happens. I was just not used to it and I didn't want to but I eventually did. This time the fight seemed different. It didn't feel right, something just was different...and not in a good way. This time my dad left, a few days past and was still not back. He came back home after 2 weeks. They would always apologize but that changed nothing they just kept on fighting. I new they were fighting but i was just 7 i always thought that's they would work things out again. But never did..
Two year passed, i was now 9 years old. I had a party but i did it really have friends to invite. So my family relatives were there. But the thing i hate the most about my birthday and that day was the day my parents went there separate ways. Oh yeah, I never mentioned that it was my birthday during there but fight. It hurts.. it hurt so much worse each year. When I get older and older. It was getting difficult and harder every year i got older. When, I get older i noticed more like the good's and the bad's. But I only noticed the negative things, never the good. When the years went by my parents had already found someone new. My mom had got married to now my step-dad. But a couple of months later he started hitting me. After, there would be bruises. He did it when no one was there. He threatened me to tell no one, especially my mom. I have been to the hospital about 14 times since my mom was married to my step-dad. I made up lies to my mom to protect myself and my mom. The hardest part is when I had to lie to her. When I do get hurt my step-dad tells her lIes. Idon't know why but I deal with it for my mom. For so many years I've been in pain. This pain has grown stronger and harder to hide. I still am in pain and hiding. I go to school each day acyugn normal like nothing goes on. but it's hard not talking to anyone about it..Believe it or not I used to have friends in California. But my step-dad hurt her. So we moved because my step-dad wanted a "fresh start". I used to have a good life but things just went all wrong.
Chapter 1 is going to be 3 pages long. This is the second page. Then I will move on toottge second chapter.