Bullied by my Step-brothers

A pain in my lower back let me know I was locked in the basement when I tried to move. The room was dark, so I knew I was there. Suddenly, my head hurt, and I remembered what had happened. I told my mom, "But mom, I did wash the dresses," to try to explain that the dress had been damaged by someone else. "Don't call me that ever again!""You ruined my plans! I was going to wear that to a meeting of women later!" Camilla yelled. After that, I felt a hot sting on my face from her slap, which hit me so hard that I fell to my face on the wooden floor. The pain in my back was unbearable, and I screamed for help, begging her to stop. But she didn't listen. I heard my stepbrother Jackson telling her to just let it go. Camilla grabbed my hand and pushed me down the basement stairs, saying, "You have to pay for this." I fell and had to sit there in pain and fear while I heard the door lock from outside. I begged and cried to be let out, but no one would listen. Now that I woke up, I was in a lot of pain and my voice was upset from crying so much. I started to sob slowly as I thought about my mother and our happy family. Then I heard a click at the door. It wasn't Camilla, it was my stepsister Adrianna, opening it with a cup of water and some stale bread. She shut the door and locked it again, then laughed and said, "Mother says to feed you so you don't die in the house." "Until you're ready to learn, you'll be here a while." When I picked up the stale bread and started to chew, I could feel the sores on my feet from walking on the cold floor. It was hard to swallow, so I put my water to my mouth. After the meal, I closed my eyes again to try to forget how painful it was. When I woke up, the basement door was open and pointing in the direction of the living room. When I looked out, I saw my stepmother and her brothers eating dinner. I ran into the kitchen, but the meal was already over because they forgot to leave me my share again. "Hi Kathleen!As I walked by in my dirty clothes, my mum yelled, "Come here and clear the dishes and make sure you scrub them clean!" The plates still smelled like the tasty food I made before I got locked in the basement. I quickly picked them up so I wouldn't have to deal with my siblings or even their mother. I did what I was told and started washing the dishes right away because I didn't want to get locked in the basement again. The day went by without any major problems. I didn't see Camilla because she had to go to a meeting in the evening, so I went to sleep, hoping that tomorrow would be better. I woke up early and felt a little happy because the sun gave me strength and hope to live. I washed the dresses that were left over from the previous day, and then I had to go to the market right away to get food for the house. I loved going to the market; there were flowers and pretty scarves. After washing up, I quickly went to the market. The money was on the dining table so I could see it, so my stepmother wouldn't have to tell me. I first bought things for the house, and then I went to the flower stand. The woman there loved me so much that she often called me belle, which means beautiful. She gave me the white roses after I walked there. "Hey Belle, how are you?""Good morning, I'm fine," I told her with a smile as I took the rose in my hand. "Don't go out at night, they're still looking for the beast that lurks around killing innocent people," she said. "Yes, miss, I won't." She walked away with my basket, and I accidentally ran into someone, dropping my rose and losing my balance. I felt someone's hand on my waist and the other on my hand stopping my fall. I looked up and saw his face over mine as he When I got home, I missed the ecstasy because I was with my stepmother, but luckily she wasn't there. I put the basket in the kitchen on hold and began taking out the fruits and food I had gotten earlier. "Kathleen," a loud voice called from outside the kitchen. It sounded like Jackson's voice. "Yes, I'm in the kitchen, I'll be there," I replied, setting the last thing down on the counter. "Have you come back yet?"As I walked in with my hands folded, he asked, "Yes I just did. Is there something you want?""I asked because I was ready to leave to finish the rest of my work. "All right, is anyone home now?"He asked. "No, mum went to see a friend with Adrianna, Cecile, and other kids," I replied, wanting to be left alone. "Ah, really? Then sit down, I need to talk to you," he said, looking at me strangely. "Isn't there anything you need, brother?" I asked as I sat down."I asked, confused. "No, I just want you to sit next to me," he said with a disturbing look. "I'm sorry, brother, but I have other things to do," I said, feeling awkward. As I turned to leave, he grabbed my hand tightly and asked, "Where do you think you're going?" Are you going to leave me?All of a sudden, I felt his hand on my face, pushing me to the nearby chair. He grabbed my face right away and said, "If you would comply, I wouldn't have to hit you." He put his hand on my legs and lifted my rough gown. "No Jackson, leave me alone," I sobbed, pulling his hand away. "Listen up, you wrench. I will do what I want because my mother owns you and so do I. Do you understand?""He said it almost as a shout, his hands still trying to touch me." I was completely confused by what he was doing, so I pushed off his hand and tried to run away. He pulled me down and hit my head on the side table, which caused the vase to fall on his head. Just then, I heard someone open the front door, which confirmed my worst fear: Camilla was back. I froze, putting my hand over my mouth because I knew I was about to get a fatal beating. She forgot about me and sent Adrianna to get the doctor. The doctor finally came by and took care of his head wound. I knew what was coming; I was either going to die or be left for dead.