My Life of Scars
I'm only 15, I'm young, I don't know better. I am a good student, an only child. My mother is abusive. Whenever I do something bad she disciplines me and I understand that. But my mother would always assume I stole money from her purse, when I never did. I don't have friends or anything to comfort me. I have a hard time at school due to bullying. My mother would assume that I stole money, and she'd hit me with a stick and would punch me. I got a black eye and a bleeding nose. I don't do drugs, have sex, or anything like that. I never got the freedom I deserve. I hate my family.
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