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by nevergiveup Jan 15, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
I run down the corridor, trying hard not to be seen, maybe ill just get one beating, maybe ill go home clean. I stop at a halt but its too late he's seen me i can't help but think this is all my fault. if i were pretty I'm sure they'd like me. I would be free, none of this would have happened to me. He looks angry, what have I done? Its clear he only wants to harm me, because he thinks its fun he throws his fist, unfortunately, he doesn't miss i fall to the floor, but get up straight away, and head for the door. I hope he'll just leave me, but thats just a stupid thought. I should have bought him what he wanted me to. I shouldn't be so selfish. I deserve all this, every punch, every hiss. i deserve beatings like this. I should never have been, a naughty kid.