I was standing , but where , where was I standing , my surrounding was pitch black. My mom was running towards me , running like her life depended on it , "Hunny Run!!!!" , was what she screamed before taking off again . I looked behind me and saw wolves , a pack of wolves running my way , I run as fast as I could , I never stopped. "Mom , Mom" I screamed as I still kept running , "You knew" was what I heard , I heard the voice from   behind me , the voice sounded mad and hurt ,I turned around and saw my mother pointing a gun at me. "You knew" she screamed , as tears fell from her eyes "knew what" I yelled , "you killed your dad" tears  began to fall from  my eyes . She pulled the trigger, the bullet passed trough my head , but I was still alive how? , I  hear  a scream from behind me . I swiftly turned around and saw my Dad lying on the floor , bleeding quickly from his head , I ran to his aid , his body was covered  in blood , his eyes were slowly closing "Dad no stay with me" I cried out . "You did this to me" was all he said before he laid on the floor , not moving or breathing I cried , looking at the bullet hole that was left on his head , till it began to rain .

I woke up to the laugh of the devil himself , Gregory , I was soaking wet

That bitch poured water on me

Plus I had another nightmare about dad , that's the 3rd one this week , I was panting so fast and so hard , I felt like I was about to die.

"The hell" was all I could speak out of my mouth cause I was breathless
"Rise and shine daughter dearest" he said with an evil grin planted on his face
"F you" I yelled , he laughed, and hit me so hard on my cheek a tear fell from my eye
"You think you can talk to me like that , and who said I've forgiving you for the little prank you pulled last week" he snapped 

He looked on my desk and looked at my iPhone charger with a evil grin forming on his face .

Whatever is gonna happen next is going to be bad

He snatched my charger from my table and folded it into two , he then made his way towards me , where I was still on my bed soaking wet .

SHIT DID HE WANT TO ELECTROCUTE ME TO DEATH!?!?

He whipped me with the charger

HARD

He whipped me everywhere , but the place that was left the most sore was my cheek , he whipped me on my cheek , the charger cut and scratched my skin . I screamed from the pain , and my cheek was bleeding

BAD

He kept whipping me , and I kept screaming , I don't think my mom is in the house , or she would have heard my screams . He kept whipping me till there where hundreds of marks and bruises on my body , the tears rolled down like never before . He dropped the charger on the floor where a huge pile of water lied , sparks flew from my charger . When he was done I still kept crying , I was still sobering , he hurts me like it's part of his life , at this point droplets of blood was around my bed .

"You useless good for nothing bitch , don't ever play with me" he spat out , pure venom in his voice , he then stormed out of my room slamming the door .

I didn't move I just stayed there for what seemed like forever , crying , and thinking about if my dad was still around , how this wouldn't be happening.

It felt for hours , I only got up once , and that was to lock my door so no one would enter , I just cried most of the time . My mum came knocking a few times , but I ignored her and told her to go away , I mean it's because of her all this is happening.

Some of my blood from my wound dried up , but the one on my cheek kept bleeding , I was beginning to feel a little whoozy. I got up from the bed almost falling over , I went to the bathroom , I looked at myself in the mirror , I looked pale , because I lost so much blood , and I had so many bruises on my body and cheek . I opened the bottom cabinet, where I keep my first aid kit , am even almost running out of supplies .

I applied spirit / alcohol on my bruises , and wounds , I groaned at the pain , I then went to my cheek , I dabbed on it a little , I screamed from how painful it was . Tears began to roll down my eyes  , a few years ago I was laughing happily with my family , now , now am cleaning my wounds my so called 'stepfather' left on me.

That night I basically slept on the bathroom floor , I fell asleep crying . I heard my phone ringing , am sure it's Walker , I decided to ignore it , I know  he will find out what is going on and kill Gregory .

But for some reason I can't help , but feel  this is all one person's fault ,  that devil is in my life because of one person .......MY MOTHER , she caused me all this pain and suffering , and what does she do while  am getting beaten and raped ....she drinks and buys drugs ....

I HATE HER