I became a victim of domestic abuse when I was little.
It's not that I was being bullied. I was fighting with my abusive boyfriend and unsurprisingly, I felt so weak that I can hardly breathe. I wish I would never stand by him and I would never see him again. Now let's go back to the beginning. It was summer and I was finishing my final exam for the holiday. Eventually, I got myself a straight A on my test and the bell rang eager to get back home. My best friends Laura and Cassie are talking to me about going to that amazing nightclub where we will be celebrating the end-of-term summer holiday. I couldn't have the audacity to say 'no'.
We went into the club later that evening and I was dancing with my best friends. It was the best night of my life and I can't live without it. Here's to a great summer.