Luca Georgie Devias POV

'''I sang the song that my mother Elena Delight Devias used to sing for me when i was young . I cant get it out of my head.

I found myself singing what i remember of it. I had a big smile on my face , I have been so happy since my father put me to Midwood High School as a grade 8 learner from being home schooled Because we were running out of money.

Little did i know it would change my life for the worse from bad.

I just got from school, i danced around my room happily as i think of the first new friend i made . I'm not good at interacting with people as i had few interaction so i didn't expect to make a friend.

Suddenly the door opened, I immediately stooped and coward back as my father had a dangerous look in his eyes. 

I gulped, what had i done to cause this reaction from him? 

 "Your mother sung that song, you have no right to sing that after what you did to her!"He shouted.

He kicked me on my stomach harshly . "Dad please', i squeaked as a lone tear fell.

"Look at how you react as if you a little girl". He said as he saw me run to my bed with tears. He threw my bag that had my school books towards my face, and it hit my eyes as he went out of my room, shutting my bedroom door hard.

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I  woke up from a nightmare, its not really a nightmare (more like a memory from when i started my highschool at Midwood.

As i felt suffocated , i ran to the bathroom and splashed my face with cold water.

It didn't help.

'I want to forget'

'I want to fell the pain'  

i thought.

Went back to my bedroom if you call it that which was our old storage room when my mother was still alive.

I opened my wardrobe to find my accessories that i made as my collection to harm myself.

Took a small sharp blade and i went back to the bath room.

As i cut, it started with pleasure then as more blood came ...i felt numb. The feeling am looking for 

 it was like my own heaven, where i felt nothing. Just me lying inside the bathtub and looking put the ceiling.

Gone was the chaos that was in my mind, now i can only imagine stars creating shapes as i counted them.Lucky for me i have a very creative mind.  As i drift away , falling into sleep again.

I suddenly jolted as i heard my alarm from far, slowly opening my eyes as i remembered that Today is Monday and i got school with 2 weeks of work to catch up to

Rubbing my sleepy eyes as i stood up, saw a mirror showing me a very weak boy as his father made him believe

Reviving a memory and analising the healed scar that my father gave me 2 weeks ago by throwing a hot frying pan on my face making me miss the start of school as a grade 12 learner this year

The alarm brought me back from my mind as it rang again .

Running to my bedroom  to switch it off as i realize that my father might be back as he said he will 1 week ago.

You might wonder So you've been staying alone for a week?

Well lets just say I'm used to

And that  my dear friends is a story for another day.

As i prepare to go to school, i started by cleaning the bathroom from earlier on cutting session, packed everything neatly hiding the box and i took a quick shower.

Went to wear my clothes, my favorite black t-shirt with a printed wolf in front, black jean and my worn out nike kicks.

Took my hoodie on top on my little study table.

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I hurried and went downstairs to prepare breakfast for my father before he wakes up.

Then took my old bike that i hide next door so that my drunken father don't sell it for few cash.

And i went to school