Chapter 5

The abuse and weeks with little food went on for years, soon I just started dealing with it, and knowing what my mother would do for my punishment depending on the crime. Lately though this week she has been constantly threatening to kill me, but that to eventually just wore off. Until today at least. I am not sure if she had meant to do it or not but after being yelled at in the kitchen for my task to wash dishes, she stabbed me. She was rocking back and forth strangely before so until I felt a sharp pain. I only remember waking a few times before blacking out to see her trying to patch me up. After I regained consciousness I was only sent to do the dishes again. I told father what happened and he didn’t care, he never does..