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dead inside.
0 reviewsSarah parents announce they're moving to las vegas - they live on the other side of the world in ireland...
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Sarahs POV
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Look at yourself sarah, you're disgusting, pathetic, fat, ugly, worthless...the list gors on in my head, afterall its the truth my parents have told me often enough before.
I looked down at the scars on my forearm, grabbed my razor balde and dug it into my skin dragging it sloely across. The few moments of physical pain overlap the emotional pain I feel for a few moments. Its funny how much I enjoy hurting myself, I guess I really am messed up.
For a few minutes I stared down at my arm watching the blood coming out. I started to get dizzy and the next thing I knew I had blacked out.
I must of blacked out for around 30 minutes. I woke up in the bathtub obviously after falling in." Fuck" I mumbled as I rubbed my head, I think I hit it on my way down. I looked around and jumped at the sight of my dad standing by the window with an evil look in his eyes.....
"D-dad, I can-" that was all I got to say before my dads hand came crashing into my face. "YOU UNGRATEFUL, WORTHLESS BITCH!!!" his hand came colliding with my cheek again except this time harder. "YOU CUT YOURSELF? IS IT BECAUSE OF YOUR SHITTY LIFE!? ME AND YOUR MOTHER WORK AS HARD AS WE CAN TO GIVE YOU THE BEST LIFE WE CAN AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY US?!?" He looked at me with such evil "i'll give you something to cut about" he hit me again for the last time and left.
I sat in the bathtub, stunned at what had just happened. My dad hasnt hit me in so long, the last time he hit me was a few months ago for giving him "cheek". Hes never hit me like this before, although lately i've been having these dreams - no nightmares, about my dad hitting me as a child over and over sometimes until I passed out and im begining to think these arent just nightmares. Because of them I havent had over 4 hours sleep in the last couple of months.
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Look at yourself sarah, you're disgusting, pathetic, fat, ugly, worthless...the list gors on in my head, afterall its the truth my parents have told me often enough before.
I looked down at the scars on my forearm, grabbed my razor balde and dug it into my skin dragging it sloely across. The few moments of physical pain overlap the emotional pain I feel for a few moments. Its funny how much I enjoy hurting myself, I guess I really am messed up.
For a few minutes I stared down at my arm watching the blood coming out. I started to get dizzy and the next thing I knew I had blacked out.
I must of blacked out for around 30 minutes. I woke up in the bathtub obviously after falling in." Fuck" I mumbled as I rubbed my head, I think I hit it on my way down. I looked around and jumped at the sight of my dad standing by the window with an evil look in his eyes.....
"D-dad, I can-" that was all I got to say before my dads hand came crashing into my face. "YOU UNGRATEFUL, WORTHLESS BITCH!!!" his hand came colliding with my cheek again except this time harder. "YOU CUT YOURSELF? IS IT BECAUSE OF YOUR SHITTY LIFE!? ME AND YOUR MOTHER WORK AS HARD AS WE CAN TO GIVE YOU THE BEST LIFE WE CAN AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY US?!?" He looked at me with such evil "i'll give you something to cut about" he hit me again for the last time and left.
I sat in the bathtub, stunned at what had just happened. My dad hasnt hit me in so long, the last time he hit me was a few months ago for giving him "cheek". Hes never hit me like this before, although lately i've been having these dreams - no nightmares, about my dad hitting me as a child over and over sometimes until I passed out and im begining to think these arent just nightmares. Because of them I havent had over 4 hours sleep in the last couple of months.
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