Chapter 1
So I guess I'll start off by introducing myself my name is Cassia Rowen and im 18 years old. I just turned 18 a few days ago but unfortunately unlike most young girls my age I didn't leave home to start a new adventure and go off to college or even graduate from highschool.
Okey I know what your thinking why didn't i leave home why didn't you graduate from highschool?
Well the answer is simple I can't and I probably never will. I will always be locked up in this hell hole I call a home with an abusive mother and father, they weren't always abusive I grew up happy and loving my childhood my parents would take me to the park and take me out to eat they were loving and kind but that all changed the day I turned 12 years old. I came home from school one day and my father was waiting for me on the front porch belt in hand.
Me being the naive little girl I was didn't think anything of it but as soon as I was on the first step he snatched me up by my hair and flung me inside the house and that's where it all began he beat me with the belt tell I was laying almost lifeless on the floor silently sobbing and trying to think what i did so bad to make may daddy so mad at me. How innocent right thinking it was my fault when it really wasn't.
Ok sorry about that just wanted to kinda give you a lil bit of my back story but I'll tell you more la-"GET DOWN HERE YOU LIL BITCH" and that would be my loving mother (note the sarcasm)
Well here we go pray for me I hope this isn't my last day of the most wonderful life full of hap-"YOU LIL BITCH I KNOW YOU HAVE IT WHERE IS IT" the my mother yells interrupting always sarcastic inner thoughts cue eye roll.
"I...i ..i don't....know what ..i..i haven't..." I try to stutter out i may be all brave and sarcastic in my mind but that's because in my mind no one can hurt me its my safe place.
"DON'T LIE TO ME YOU LITTLE WHORE I KNOW YOU FUCKING TOOK IT" my mother yells as she grabs my hair and slammed me to the ground (hardwood floors are a bitch) and begins kicking me i try to cover my face and head the best that I can but fail that's when I feel it that's when I feel myself slipping that one hard kick to the head has me seeing stars and black dots the last time this happened I was knocked out for three days.
"GET UP YOU LITTLE BITCH" she yells at me an when I don't make and effort to move or get up she kicks me one last time in the ribs and walks away.
I stay still not wanting to move I know for a fact that i have a broken rib or two and my ears are ringing. Just then the front door opens and my father walks in. Well damn here we go again.
