Another Night, Another Life Taken

"You fucking bitch! I wish your mother had gotten an Abortion! You worthless piece of shit!"

My father screamed at me as he kicked me in the guts over and over. So much pain, I couldn't take it anymore. How did I end up with a father like him? My life was perfect; Straight A's, head cheerleader, star quarterback boyfriend, never did drugs, never smoked, only got drunk once, and friends who meant everything to me, but somehow I have an abusive father ever since my mother died 2 months ago.

At first it was only once a week or so, but then he went out drinking every night, and came back pissed for no reason. At first I would try to fight him, but I soon learned it's not as bad if you keep quiet. I would just lay there until he was done, and crawl to my room to do my homework.

I guess I should tell you who I am. My name is Jade, I'm 13, 5'5, lost my mother 2 months ago, and ever since then I've been beat ever since.

"Fuck you bitch! Why can't you just die? The world would be so much better without you!"

Why can't I just die? Ow, he hit me again in the ribs, and there was a crack. I couldn't help but whimper. Oh shit!

"Oh are you hurt my precious Jade? Well see if you like this pain."

Those were the last words I heard before I was thrown against something hard, metal like, ad my life left me. I would no longer be head cheerleader, get straight A's, have the perfect boyfriend. All I had was nothing, nothing but a motionless body lying on my kitchen floor. No more Jade. Goodbye world, hope you catch my father for what he has done and throw him in jail.