My Story. Hardly.

"Its the world" ,they always say, "nothing wrong with you."
I ask "Do you even see what I see? No hold up. Lemme tell you a story."
Little girl. 5 years old. Staying at her uncles house. Nothing to hold. Had to sleep in Andi's room. Nobody knows what Andi did to that lil' girl. She'll never forget.
Same lil' girl, goin to school bruises all around. Nobody knows what her dad did when she opened that forbidden box with the nasty smell.
2 Years later. Little girl goin to school happy and proud. She'll get to see the only boy she'll ever be able to love.
Tears fall down the girls face. Anxiety attack. First she'll ever have.
She was a skinny little girl, nobody ever thought she'd do what she did.
She lifted the desk, Threw across the room screaming. The boy committed suicide.
She feels its her fault, so she goes home, but what she did was incredible.
She grabbed a knife on the way to her room. she took it and stabbed her hand. Blood gushes onto her carpet. But nobody will ever understand.
1 Hit, 2 Hits, 3 Hits, more. Lost count. Momma was rude, Daddy was cruel.
The lil girl prayed that night as she tried to take her life.
2 years pass. Little girl trying to be happy. Staying with her cousin/bestfriend when he comes in. Andi is back once again. Andi makes her take it up the ass, her cousin? friend? That dumb bitch laughs.
4 years later.
Here she is. 14, Cuts goin up and down her sleeves. Goin anorexic, refusing to eat. Her body aches. Remember that box. The one with the gross smell? It was full of weed. Still is. But now she knows, Her parents sell, smoke the nasty shit. She has 3 sisters, 1 little bro. All of them have been beaten. But now Alliance is tired of this! Winter break is up soon, she hopes everything will fall out.