6. chapter 6
I was laying in my bed crying when I heard them come up, quickly I wipe my tears and pretend to sleep, maybe if I sleep I can get out of todays beating.
"ha she's sleeping, I wonder what would happen if I did this" Chris said. then I heard a sickening crack, knowing one of my ribs broke. I screamed and sat up. looking at them with huge eyes.
" look the little murderer decided to show her face!" my brother said laughing at my pain, as well as the rest of the group.
"why were you in the meadow?" Chris questioned me.
"I-I a-alw-ways go the-r-re w-when I h-have free t-time" I said terrified, I have been beaten most of my life but I still feel the pain like it was the first time I got beaten.
"how come we've never seen you there before?" one of the other guys in the group questioned.
" I-I d-don't know. I-I just remember my parents t-taking me there a-and I-I go there when i'm sad"
''ha, guys ready to teach her not to leave the pack house beside gardening?" Chris said with a evil smile one his face
"of course, I've been waiting all day" my brother said.
and then the pain started again