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8 March 2010, 08:45 PM   #1
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The screaming has finally stopped. Mom still won't believe me about Joey, how he touches
me, makes me, forces me, tells me what to do. How mom, how can you not believe me? Just
because he's you're boyfriend? Is that why? I sat in the bathtub, crying and crying. The
tears just kept falling. I heard mom slamming down the shot glass, one after another.
That's how she got rid of her pain, but I myself had a different way
   I reached into my pocket, pulling out the shiny silver razor blade. I held it in my
hand, it was cold, yet it brought warmth to me. I ran my fingers along it and thought,
'How can such a small little thing, bring such harm to people?' I chuckled. 
   I started to put the razor away, when I heard the front door. Joey was home. I just sat
in the tub, hoping Joey would go to his room and I could make a run  for mine. I heard him
and Mom talking, he started yelling. 
   "That little bitch! She is that fuckin' desperate for attention she will say I did shit
to her!? Where is the little whore!" I heard him stomping around the house. 
   "Joey stop! She didn't mean it!" My mom had said to TRY and stop him, but it was no
use. I heard a crash and my mom yell, he must have pushed her a little to hard. I ran out
of the tub and locked the bathroom door and put the stool up against the door knob. I ran
back into the tub. Joey jiggled the handle, then he started pounding on it. 
   "Open the fuckin' door!" He banged it some more. "God dammnit didn't you hear me?! Open
the FUCKING door!" I couldn't help but cry. He could kill me if he wanted to, but I don't
think he wanted to get rid of me just yet, he kept telling me he wasn't done with me.
   Finally the door burst open. I screamed. He grabbed my by my hair and pulled by up.
"You are making lies about me now? Huh?!?!? Who the hell do you think you are!?!?" I
couldn't answer, I was choking on my tears. He walked over and slammed the door, locked it
tight. What happened's about the worst thing he has ever done to me. 
   He threw me onto the ground, face first. I tried to get up, but he pushed me back down,
and practically got on top of me. He put his face by my ear while grabbing my hair, and he
whispered: "You think you can tell someone and just get away with it? haha." He threw my
face down and turned me around onto my back. That's when everything terrible began to
   He forced me, again, and again and again and again! I thought it would never stop, I
thought it would just keep happening. Finally, he sat up, pulled up his bottoms, and
walked out, as if nothing happened. He closed the door behind him, and left me, a naked
soul on the floor. I sat up, pitefully putting my clothes back on. I cried...and cried.  I
stayed in the bathroom until I heard Joey snoring in the livingroom. 
   I walked out and saw mom in the kitchen slamming down shots of vodka. 
   "So mom, now what do you think? Do you believe me now?!?!" I stared straight into her
glossy eyes.  I couldn't tell if they were glossy from drinking, or watery from tears.
   She gulped. "No one can talk about this..I can't handle legal shit right now Vallie.
Please just....just stay away from Joey okay?" She seemed so pathetic, drinking like she
was the one with the problems. I just shook my head at her dumb excuses. "Thanks mom,
thanks alot!"
   I ran off into my room. I slammed the door shut. 

(Five Days Later)

   I am terrified. I've missed my monthly visit from mother nature. That's when I
realized, I had to tell someone besides my pathetic excuse for a mother. The counsler,
Ms.Joans walked in with a pregnancy test in her hand. She handed it to me and nodded. I
looked down at it, Positive. I stopped breathing, my heart definetly skipped a beat there.
Tears poured down my face like never before. She picked up her phone and called a few
places. Before I knew it, I was sitting in the police station with my new "social worker".
Her name was Linda. Soon I saw the cops bring in my mom in hand cuffs. She was crying and
looking at the floor. When she saw me, all she could say was, "I'm so sorry Vallie!" I
shook my head.
   Then, of course the brought in Joey. Was he crying, nope. Did he looked scared, not at
all. He stood up straight, and then when he saw me he never took his eyes off of me. He
starred me down until they shoved him into a room for interregation. 
   I turned to Linda, "Linda where am I...we going to go." As I rubbed my belly. She
smiled. "We contacted your Aunt Connie, she said she would be willing to take you in." I
smiled. My aunt connie was my favorite relative, not just my favorite aunt, but my
favorite person to be blood related to.  
   Linda motioned for the door. We went to the stupid trailer I used to call home to
gather my things. After packing practically everything, I remember one thing I forgot. I
reached into my pocket and pulled out the razor blade. I chuckled as I held it. It no
longer brought me warmth, it brought me sadness reminding me everything that had happened.
I tossed it onto my desk. "I don't need you anymore, I have nothing to cause me pain." 
And I proudfully walked out of my room on my way to a new life with my soon to be baby,
and my loving aunt.

The End...?
Sometimes you don't wake up, but if you happen to, you know things will never be the same.

8 March 2010, 09:15 PM   #2
Joined: 30 Jan 2010
Posts: 32
This was great!Perfect example of what kids with parents that abuse them go through too
this was very interesting.

8 March 2010, 11:38 PM   #3
Joined: 28 May 2008
Posts: 14
Thank you :]
Sometimes you don't wake up, but if you happen to, you know things will never be the same.

9 March 2010, 01:17 AM   #4
Joined: 25 Feb 2010
Posts: 88
 This is very touching and emotional. There are slight but almost unnoticable
grammar errors, but otherwise, great. However, I must say, I never understand in these
teenage pregnancy things why they are so sure about it when they miss their period, when
it's supposed to be irregular until you're eighteen or nineteen. This isn't against you,
it's just curiosity in general.

9 March 2010, 01:30 AM   #5
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Very nice I loved the plot and everything.

9 March 2010, 01:36 AM   #6
Joined: 28 May 2008
Posts: 14
To ChocoCandy101, I had a feeling there were some errors, but hey no one is perfect :]
and yea I know about the whole missing the period thing, but hey it was the easiest way
for me to put it lol.

And bextah, thank youuu :]
Sometimes you don't wake up, but if you happen to, you know things will never be the same.

9 March 2010, 01:37 AM   #7
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the plot, the story, everything's great.
but you might want to tone the freaking-out-oh-my-god factor just a little bit.
I know she's still a teen and everything, but she sounds a little bit TOO panicky.
like, the reptition. maybe instead of four or five times, maybe two or three. it makes a
big difference, trust me.
and the punctuation should be brought down a bit.
but other than those two small things, it's pretty fantastic.

9 March 2010, 03:21 PM   #8
Joined: 28 May 2008
Posts: 14
Well thank you :]
Sometimes you don't wake up, but if you happen to, you know things will never be the same.

13 March 2010, 04:47 PM   #9
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 I liked it. Where'd you get the idea to write this?

14 March 2010, 12:12 AM   #10
Joined: 28 May 2008
Posts: 14
I'm not sure really.
It jsut kinda came to me :]
Sometimes you don't wake up, but if you happen to, you know things will never be the same.

14 March 2010, 02:41 PM   #11
Joined: 12 Jul 2008
Posts: 229
It was GREAT.
You've heard enough about the grammar, so I won't go on and on about thatt.
Butt the plot was awesome and kept me interested...
Why'd you stop?  

14 March 2010, 05:01 PM   #12
Joined: 28 May 2008
Posts: 14
Awhh thank youu :]
And I've been thinking of making a part two, so don't worry about that one 
Sometimes you don't wake up, but if you happen to, you know things will never be the same.

14 March 2010, 06:09 PM   #13
Joined: 9 Jun 2008
Posts: 669
Love the plot! Its very different from what most of these stories are.

The only thing I found wrong was this one spot:
He grabbed my by my hair and pulled by up.
I am not sure what its suppose to be, but I think its suppose to be this: He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me up. Again I am just guessing that is it.

14 March 2010, 06:16 PM   #14
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Joined: 2 Apr 2009
Posts: 350
This was a really good story! Part two would be a good idea. I like how you got right to
the point with things. GREAT job!
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15 March 2010, 01:15 AM    #15
Joined: 28 May 2008
Posts: 14
Lucy: rofl I didn't even realize I did that >.< But that is how it should have been
writen, thank you.

And hannah marie: Thank you very much 
Sometimes you don't wake up, but if you happen to, you know things will never be the same.

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