chapter 7

ive grown tired of mother and started showing her. i did my chores half assed and just didnt care anymore. father left me with mother. i wished she would just kill me and get it over with. i knew death would be my only escape. the day at the grocry store i tryed to act out. though i knew when we got back to the car i would pay dearly. when we pulled back up to "her" house i knew the only thing i could do is pray for a quick death. and delaver me from evil amen

chapter 6

father spent less and less time at home after the "accident". i still thought of father as my protecter but day by day i was loseing that feeling. i knew father was a beaten man. His once jet black hair was gray. Water was my only source of survival. i remember mother makeing me go around moming yards to make "her" money. insted of money one lady made me a lunch and sent me on my way i knew mother would have though i broke into her house and made it myself. i should have threw it away before i got home

chapter 5

the "accident"  will always stick with with me. i knew mother didnt mean to stab me but what botherd me most was the was no compassion from father. i knew i had lost all respect i had for him. my "hero" was gone. i could only hope for some remoruse from mother but i knew it was hopeless. when i was able to go with my brothers and play with my sparklers i felt i was finaly apart of the family once more. i relized my wound was infected but i knew i wasnt willing to ask the "bitch" for anything and was able to clean up the wound myself. in my mind it was a small victory for me.