Something I wish I could Forget

My name is Hannah. I an 15 years old and a sophomore in high school. I am nothing like an ordinary girl. I grew up faster and more resourceful then all the other kids my age. You have to when you grew up like I did.

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6. What is happening...

Am I supposed to feel different? Yeah now I am 15 years old and my parents think I am dead. I am hating my life and hating the people in my life. Daryn makes me question why I am still alive. I think I would have killed myself the first time I had a chance if Daryn would have gave me just one chance. But he never leaves me along. 11 years alone with him and his buddies.  For 11 years the only contact I have had are with males. I am forgetting what it was like to talk to a female, but I will always have reminders from Daryn and the boys that I am a growing and developing female.  Yanked from my thoughts, I hear Daryn talking on his cell phone to God knows who. "Okay, She will be there bright and early tomorrow morning. Thanks. Uhuh. Alright. Bye." I heard him say as he walked into my room. "Hey baby girl, You are starting school tomorrow. You are starting at the Washington High School as a sophomore." He decided to enlighten me. "Um one problem chief. My parents think I am dead and I can't go by their last name." I said slowly to Daryn that so he didn't think that I was talking back. He just laughed and shook his head, "Nah, I am not that stupid. You are now known as Hannah Athena Relhiam."

 

Great just another thing I get to add on my list of stress. I thought to myself. I guess Daryn got tired of having to homeschool me. How am I suposed to fit in? I mean I have not had any friends or barely been outside this room let alone this house in 11 years. 11 freaking years.  Great.  Wait..... Hold the train. I should be so excited. Daryn is letting me in freaking public! I don't have to deal with him for the 8 hours I am there! Hell yes! Now I can't let Daryn see how happy I am to get out of the house and away from him and the goons he calls friends. Knowing him he might just take me right back out. That would be hell twice over.

 

10:30 rolls around and Daryn is drunk again. Yelling cursing and throwing things like normal. Yelling for me to run here and run there. Its really getting old. I seriously cannot wait until the school bell rings at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning.

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