In The Dark

I ran towards the bathroom as fast as I can I knew the moment she looked at me she was getting ready to hit me. I never understood what I did wrong just most of the time she was either drunk or just mad. At me my mother she caught by my hair sometimes I hate my hair because of how long it was and how easy it is to grab. But she had my hair wrapped around her hand and pulled me down to the floor. Then the punch came next, I tried to block my face best as possible while still trying to get my hair lose. But it didn’t work and only made her madder. You stupid little b***h u think u tuff huh well me show you. She began hitting me wherever she saw an open and then she started to kick me blow after blow. all I could do was ball up and cry finally she stopped me thinking it was a chance to get up. But I was meet with a kick to the face my vison blurred, and ringing started in my ear. Then I felt a warm liquid running down my face. I lift my shaking hand and touch my face and blood covered my finger I begin to cry harder my mother looked down on me chest rising and falling with nothing but pure heat in her eye and walked away. I tried to get up as best I could struggling to sit up with each breath I took it felt like my lungs. Where on fire and I didn’t know what to do once I finally made to me feet I stubbled down the hallway to my room. I tried to make it to my bed, but everything was spinning than everything went dark. When I woke up, I was in my room on the floor I slowly got up and look towards my window it was dark out. I wasn’t sure how long I was out, but it had to be some time it was morning when my mother attacked me. I slowly made my way to the bathroom to see all the damage that done once I made it to the bathroom and turned on the light my breath got caught in my throat. Looking in the mirror was hard, and I see the tears welling up in my eyes I had a black eye. And a gash was on the left side of head with still dried up blood I slowly lift my shirt to see dark red and purple burses cover my light Caramel body. I wasn’t by far an ugly girl standing at 5ft even curves most people would kill for and with long black hair and grey eyes I was beautiful, but my mother had a way of making me see something different something not beautiful but just plain that nobody wanted. I took a deep breath and let it out as best I could than turned on the water in the shower to hot once I had to water set I pulled off my clothes slowly than got in and stood under the water letting it wash away the day for me I don’t know how long I stood under the water or how long I been` until I heard a knock on the bathroom door hurry up and finish dinner ready my mom called out with a shaky voice I told her okay than grab my honey body wash washed up quick as I can than got out. grabbing a towel off the rack wrapped it around my body and walked out the bathroom straight to my room. where I hurried up and fond some clothes choosing some sweatpants and a long shirt, I quickly got dress since my hair got wet, I gave myself a swoop to cover my black eye and left the room. walking to the dining room seat my mother and my favorite food fried chicken and some mustard green with bacon and onions. I took my seat across from my mother and began to eat with my head down my mother broke the silence by speaking first. Listen I didn’t mean to f**k up that bad I told you to take the trash out and you didn’t just next time do as I say I couldn’t believe my ears or what I was hearing. I simply looked up and said I was sorry put my head back down and finished eating once. I was done took my plate to the kitchen washed it out it and put it away as I was making my way back to my room. My mother stopped me and gave me back my phone I took my phone than went straight to my room I didn’t have anybody to call or text no friend’s hell I had social media, but I never really posted on there when. I did people would tell me how pretty I was or how much they liked my eyes but other than that I had no one just my mother and me. my mother never told me about my father, and I never asked hell I figured. if he wasn’t here now it was for a reason, and I really didn’t care so here I was alone in the world. I seat on my bed and got on my i********: it’s been about 2 weeks since I posted, and I thought it about time I did I turned on the on camera and took a picture of my right side. with my swoop that was coving my black eye and took the picture than I looked at my phone and choose a soft filter to help hide the gash on my head and the knot. Once I was happy the heading I choice was who can save me than posted it not even 5 minutes later it was going off with like and comments I simply smiled than got in bed and went to sleep hoping and praying for a better day.