My step mother had been in my life as long as I can remember. She was my mother. Then I started high school. I was going out with friends, getting good grades and being an all around good kid. Or so I thought. My step mom turned into a monster who would constantly scream at me because I wasn't her ideal kid. Soon after yelling escalated to hitting, which one day even escalated to me being yelled at for crying, and being ripped off my bed by my hair and chipping my tooth. I had no friends and I felt so alone. I wish I had a group, or someone who understood what I was going through. I thought I deserved the abuse and I didn't think I was worthy. I joined my high schools jrotc and they became my real family. Now I'm waiting until I'm eighteen so I can leave the house I'm in and actually find a home. If I could tell someone in a situation where a parent is abusing them in anyway, it would be that they are good enough. And they don't deserve the abuse. And that sometimes you can find the biggest heart in the least expected place. And to everyone else. Think before you do. One simple nice gesture saved my life. And you never know how you affect other people. Life is Precious And should always be treated as such. Stay strong. Life WILL get better.
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