Chapter 1 | Liv and her broke home | WIP
Ab0se in this chapter | Liv never had the best life, she wasnt sad though, cause there was always someone who was worst, so she was still grateful for every day that goes by, it is hard, very hard, but she will be grateful, she has to be... her family dont like her much, the only place she finds peace is at night, when everyone else is asleep, she plays phone games and plays pretend, once she was 10 they realized what she was doing and how she was so happy, they hated that, Liv never knew why, maybe cause they couldn't be happy, soon they put a camera in her room, so that very night she tried to sleep, but from her past sleepless nights it was near impossible, but after hours of tossing and turning she finally fell asleep, not even and hour before morning.
She was always grateful, maybe better sleep is better off? She had better sleep since that day, but Liv still doesnt like the day, she usually hides away in the basement, and only comes up for food and other needs, it was a few days later until her parents found out about her basement dwelling, and when she was at school they put her bedroom down there locking the door when its bed time, so Liv is unable to come out until the others awake, its fine, she has a bucket and stores food down there for breakfest, cause unless there is school no one wakes up until 1pm and she still wakes preferably early on school days aswell (for a 10 year old) she also has a change of clothes, shes useally changed and fed before anyones alarm goes off, sometimes they forget about Liv, and she misses school, so she makes up stupid dumb lies "I was sick" "I just couldnt make it" "something came up" and many more, the school never belived her but didnt care enough to look into it, one day when going downstairs for bed, her older sibling who was tasked to lock the door of the basement, pushed Liv down the stairs, she was fine though, her arm, near the wrist, was the only place that hurt much, she fell asleep no different, other then when in the morning there was a noticeable bruise right where her arm hurt the most, luckly she had a long sleeve hoodie down there and put it on, no one in the house knew, not even the one who pushed her, must have forgotten, or thought it was a dream,
She entered the bathroom and locked the door, pulling the sleeve up and seeing the bruise, Liv then bandaged it, and pulled the sleeve down again, it soon stopped hurting a little, and brushed her hair, luckly the bruise was on her left hand, she was right handed, next time she might not be so lucky.
She got to school no different then the other times on the bus, being bullyed by everyone there and being picked on, once she got into the school, she was still smileing, but her hair was messy and gum was in her hair, a few marks on her face from people hitting her, she just ran into the bathroom quickly cutting the gum out, brushing her hair and covering the marks with makeup, she almost cryed, since it hurt so much, Liv soon left the bathroom and entered class, the class was the same as the bus, the all bullyed her and stuff, even the teacher, she soon left the class room for next class, it was the same story over and over, until she was going to head home, before she left a teacher stopped her, saying she had detention, Liv was shocked, she didnt do anything, "why?" Asked Liv, the teacher stared in disgust, "your existence" said the teacher and locking her alone in the detention room, she was sad, but she knew someone had it worse, she left the detention room smileing when the teacher let her out, she had to walk home, atlease now she wont get ab0sed in the bus, she got home, no one even noticed she wasnt there so she just got ready for tomorrow and went in the basement, locked it and was sobing, wapeing her makeup off, and seeing her face in a mirror she had in the basement, and the bruise was just as bad as earlyer today, if not worse, she sobbed, all night, she never got any sleep, but it didnt matter, tomorrow was Saturday anyways.
