Opening eyes

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.

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