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~~~Seven Years Old~~~~~
Walking in this Building. there was a certain smelll im guessing candles. i kept thinking as i still paced nervously. what am i to do if i find that this is my real father and that my life was a lie. I thought I Could restart my life.Yea Right. How Pathetic.
Honestly....i was afraid to find out he was then....that would mean everything ive been threw everything hes done.....my stepfather tortured, hurt, and Stole my innocence over and over again. Yet i never thought second of it. i thought this was hwo it was supposed ti be. he thought nothing of ym only a slave and play toy when my mother wasnt looking or trying to work. this made me even more nervous as i sat next to my mother lifting a random magizine infront of my eyes then hiding my face. Hiding....From....Reality. my Shining Blonde hair completing mu emerald green eyes one crossing. i had no glasses i was young....i wasn seven....dealing with these issues like nothing i was to used to this now and at the age i am now. staying Nothing but some Toy.