Mother hit me again this morning, she was horrible, I refused to eat the crusts of my toast so she slpped me hard across my face. My father was also very rude to me this morning, when he saw me getting slapped he said that it was for my own good and that I had to learn to do as I was told. He raised his voice to me, and shouted so loudly in my ear that i could feel myself being defeaned. He spat all over my face and it was so horrible i couldn't defend myself, he does this evey morning with or without a reason. My mother joined in the arguement and i jus stood there listening, my baby brother started screaming in his high chair, I didn't dare pick him up in case i was in for another beating. I decided to quietly mumble i was sorry and i traipsed off to my room where on the first step on the stairs and badly cut open my knee. My mother blamed me for the blood that was staining the cream carpet of the stairs and gave me another smack across the legs. I started to cry telling myself to stop it but i couldn't stop myself. i ran upstairs and got dressed, my tights stuck to my badly wounded knee. I decided to sneak out of my window and i didnt bother to go back through the front door and recover my lunch. I decided to go hungry. When i go to school horror struck again. Imogine the school bully and her two companions Harriet and Claire circled me and demanded my lunch, I said i dint have it and they declared World War 3 on me, i screamed that i hadnt got it while each of them kicked me in the ribs or punchd me in the stomach. Finally the bell rang and everyone went to class except for Claire, she spat in my face and said that i wasn't worth more than the ground i lay upon. I was bleeding badly and i suddenly blacked out. I could feel myself being shaken, it was Imogine, she said that i was a fake pretending to have fainted and she kicked dirt in my face and the called a teacher pretending to be the hero and i was rushed to hospital. i had to have stictches but there was no major damage. i had to stay the night which i was thankful of so i didnt have to return home to the dangers of what might happen. the nurse asked me if i wanted anything to eat, i replied politely that i wasnt hungry. i was so tird that i couldn't keep my eyes open when i was awoken at midnight to have my bloodpressure and pulse checked and then i couldn't get to sleep and i wondered about what horrors i would face tomorrow. Goodnight
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