I woke up, feeling heavy, hungry, and in a lot of pain. My cuts from my dad's beer bottles being thrown at my fore head, my mother throwing me down the stairs, and my brothers leaving me with body aches, hickeys, and being bloody. They treat me like I'm an animal. Why? I asked myself.

"Bella!" Called Brandon. "Come on you are sleeping with me tonight."

"No! We are siblings!" I yelled from my room.

"Too bad, come before I put you in pain tonight." Brandon yelled across the hallway.

I looked at myself in the mirror, I began to cry. I didn't have friends, or anyone to help me find a way out of this hell. I cried for what seemed like hours. My black long hair was in a braid. I started to play with it.

"BELLA!" Brandon yelled and pulled me by my hand. "let's go."

"No!" I cried. I slammed myself to the ground. All the sudden everything was black, but I saw stars, angels, flowers. A beautiful place. I saw an angel sitting on a fountain. She looked beautiful. She smiled and said that I can escape from my family. How would I? I could not run away. Maybe if I faked my death.

"You must tell someone about your life baby doll." said the angel. Her golden hair blew beautifully in the wind. Tears started to fall and talk for me. The angle wiped my tears with her beautiful robe.

"You find help before it's too late." the angel said.

"Too late? For what?" I asked in a worried voice.

Then everything went black again. I woke again. I remember the hospital, the doctors, examinations. I was confused. I then learned later on that I hit my head on the wooden floor at my house. I tried to remember what I saw in my dream. But I couldn't. After a few days, I was ready to go back home. I was scared. I even fought the doctors, begged them. But I would say the reason why I didn't want to go back home. They managed to get me home. My mother was angry when I came because she and my father spent $78.00 on me. It wasn't my fault I got hurt. My mother and father started to slap, kick, and throw stuff at me. Brandon just sat at the kitchen table and laughed, same as Noah, Jonathan, and Alex. I cried. My mother slapped me next to my eye. Blood came streaming down my cheek. My mother screamed and fell backwards. My father sat in a ball and cried like a baby. My brothers were nervous. I walked to the kitchen and got a napkin. I pulled out my eye and cleaned the blood. After I pushed back in my eye. I started at my family. They thought I was crazy. They were all shivering. I walked up stairs and shut my door softly.

The next morning, I was feeling strange. I walked downstairs and I noticed something strange about my family.

"what's going-"

"Oh God, here she is!" Blurted Brandon.

The family immediately hovered to a corner and avoided Bella.

"What? Are you scared of me? Do you care about me? Am I the spotlight now?" I asked all of these questions. I walked up to my room and looked out of the window. A cute boy that looked 2 years older than me. He had a scar on his right cheek shaped of an X. I believe his name was Jez. God wasn't he hot! I fell in deep love with him. I loved to stare at his ocean blue eyes. He was my new neighbor. I was so shy to go and meet him.

I looked into my mirror and stared, a drop of blood came rolling down my cheek. I glanced outside, and what I saw pissed my off immediately. A girl, a girl was touching Jez's arm. I went to my window and yelled

"Stupid little witch! Is a little bitch! A stupid slut that is a cluts!" in a song way. I ducked down fast. Luckily Jez didn't see me. But the girl picked up a rock and threw it at my window. After the rock hit my floor. I did a scream. I removed one of my eyes, covered the rock with blood. I went out of the window.

" Oh my God! Why did you do that!" Yelled Jez.

"I-i-I... Oh my God!" the girl ran away in fear.

"Are you alright?" Jez asked from across the street.

"I thinks so" I replied.

"Come down here"

I walked across the street, before I got outside I put my eye back in my socket.

"Hi, I'm Jez."

"I'm Bella."

"Are you okay?"

"yes, but don't worry about it. Anyways welcome to the neighborhood."

"thanks, I don't really like tho."

"why?"

"there seems to be rude kids, teens around here."

"oh. Not all teens."

"How old are? "

"15"

"Im 17."

WAIT WHAT NO! I thought. He's... Oh damn.

"wow your older. Ha."

"Yea, I guess."

Well I better get home" I said awkwardly.

I walked back to my house and went to my room. I looked into my mirror. I took out a knife from my drawer, and put it on the desk

I ripped out my eyes. I could still see. I took the knife, and looked outside. That girl, she was back. She took pictures Jez! I jumped out of my window and chased her. The girl was screaming. As I launched myself at her, I pinned her to the ground, I dragged her to the woods before killing her all the way. After I was out of sight, I raised my knife over my head, the girls screamed the blood from my sockets dripped on her cheeks. I stabbed her brutally in the chest many times. After the girl died, I destroyed her phone, and began to wonder, where should I bury the body? I was hungry. So I took a bite out of her neck. Her flesh was soft, a bit sweet like chocolate. Less than 45 minutes, I had ate her. Even her bones. I had no idea human tasted so good. I went back home, covered in blood. I entered my house and my family was horrified of me. No eyes, Covered in blood, and had a bloody knife.