No Life Left
I stare out the window as the cars go past, Wishing I could run away. I can hear screaming from downstairs looks like tonight is going to be a bad one. I think Mike is drunk again for the 3rd time this week. The door swung open mashing against the wall, Its Mike with his veins popping out of his head. He looks so angry but was it something I did? He screams at me "I hate this family I wish you all were dead". The tears run down my face because I know what will happen next. Anytime Mike gets drunk he beats me I never understood why me, Might be because I remind him of my mom who left. She had had it with him, and she made the decision to leave without me.For a while I thought she would come back but its been 6 years, I wonder does she even remember me. I could see the sweat dripping down his forehead as he got ready to hurt me. I shut my eyes as the burning sensation came across my face. One after another the hits kept going on for what felt like forever.