So it's me Ray. I was born from a one night stand. My mom had me when she was 30 and my father was only 16 but he told my mom that he was adult. After that my mom was sent to prison and I was born there. So I had to live with my father's family. My father always told me I was an accident. He was careless about me and used to avoid me like I don't exist. I kinda grew up by myself and homeschooled. So I didn't had any friends.
My so called family used to hide me cuz I was a famous family embarrassment. I had my room and a mom's friend named Mary used to serve me. But she used to travel a lot. So I was kinda all alone. When I was five years my mom get released and she took me in. I was so scared of her at first but she showed me a lot of love that nobody did. But she moved to another country and left me with my father's family. They took me as a burden.
I had two step sisters. They all had blonde hair and blue eyes they were darlings to my father. I was worthless and ignorant. I used to in a dark room. Living on breads and never went outside. But my father won't let me slide. So I'm very tall as my mother and got my mother's face. He sent me to be a child model. Everybody used to bully me and a man
molested me but my father never belived. I was slut shamed. My career was falling apart.
My father took the chance and physically abused me for not being well enough. Then I had started self harm that time. My step mother announced that I was begging attention. My step mother was a psyccho she used to lock me in a small room and abuse me physically and verbally. Her excuse was I'm being a bad role model for my younger sisters my dad gave her permission for all of these abuse. And it continued for years and years. She also didn't let me in to their house at night and I had no choice so I had to cry at the roads. Within these years I took a lots of bad habits like doing drugs, self-harming and fighting with guys. I was really strong even that time my step mother fear me a bit. So my dad sent me for counseling and I was diagnosed with depression' anxiety and panic disorder. I was also suffering from anxiety and panic attacks nobody help me until my mom finally returned. Those time we used to hang out a lot and she was the coolest person in my eyes I know she left me but she had her limits and I understood well. Time flew sonfastly and my
misery came
To be continued......,.,.
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