2. my life
I guess I should introduce myself, I'm 17 and born in Australia. My dad left my mum before I was born leaving her heartbroken so we travelled a lot until she found who she thought was 'the one'. His names was James and after he convinced my mum to marry him we all moved to London to live there. About 5 months into the marriage he started to abuse my mum and I because my mum wouldn't send me to boarding school like James insisted.
My mum was murded by that evil man right in front of my eyes about 3 years ago and that left me alone in his care. He kept abusing me and l am now his little slave my life is horrible and it is just getting worse and the middle of last year I began doing something I promised myself I would never do...cutting myself.
I tried not to but it was the only way I could punish myself for not stopping James 3 years 4 months and 21 days ago. I feel so guilty and it just ruined my life forev-
Oh shit! He's coming!
I threw my phone under my bed as I heard James' loud footprints coming down the hall. He was probable coming for my daily bash up. He got pleasure out of it, I don't know how but he does.