Was It Me?

Hi, my name is Lily, and i'm here to tell you my story. This all started when I was around 6, when Father left me and Mother. I was in my room sitting on my bed in a world of stories on my laptop, my parents were fighting, as always, when I heard a loud crash and then a thud. I shoved my door open and raced down the hall to the kitchen... and I wish I hadn't. I saw Mother on the ground with bruises and scratches on her arms and legs, Father turned my way and stared at me with a menacing look, I just froze... ran to my room and cried myself to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up to silence, no arguing, no screaming, no crashing... just silence, except for the birds singing from outside on the trees covered with a grayish mist. I pushed my door aside cautiously, I trudged down the hall t Mother's room, she was still asleep, I then walked to Father's room... he wasn't there, there was only a fixed bed no mess... nothing in the closet or drawers. I stood there, dazed, then, I felt the tears, they burned my eyes then I felt them rolling down my cheeks and descending to the floor.

I ran to Mother's room, I shook her, tears still burning my eyes, she rapidly turned around and started yelling things at me like,"IT WAS YOUR FAULT YOUR DAD LEFT" ,and," YOUR A MISTAKE". I was hurt, I wanted the world to just open up and swallow me whole. I ran to my room and cried more, I did nothing but cry all day, I listened to music and cried till it was time for bed, and my mind just fell alseep and I did so as well. The tears collapsed onto the pillow as I layed motionleslly on my bed.

The next morning, I didn't want to go to school but I had no choice because Mother smacked me when I said I wanted to stay home. When I got to school I saw a bunch of kids staring at me, I didn't know why, this was the first time I had ever gotten attention from the kids at school, Then I saw my Best Friend rush up to me and wrap her arm around my neck and I giggled and we started walking and talking about random goofy things, but then, she asked if I was ok. I stared at her in complete shock, I asked what she was talking about, and she explained that someone had said something about what had happened to her the night before.

Then I relized why all those kids were staring at me when I came to school. I rushed to the bathroom and threw my self againts the wall and let my self plummet to the ground in tears. I just sat there in shame, pain, and hatred, wanting the time to just stop. I wanted to just run away and start a new life... but I knew I couldn't.

Author Notes: Be Ready for Part Two. ;3

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