TW: Abuse

i was 5... and hiding in my closet. away from Mama. "YURIATCHKA!" she screamed, a door slamming downstairs. "TELL ME WHAT YOU DID!" i went downstairs slowly. "i-i-" Mama slapped me. i fell into the wall desk, a flowerpot hitting my head. "OH GREAT YOU BROKE IT! SICK BITCH!" she kicked my gut, winding me for a good 10 seconds. "Now tell me what you did at school." she said, her killer voice sounding like a demon's. i-i beat soeone up.." i'd said. "why!?"

"b-because.... i don't kn-now"

"sick filthy CHILD!" she grabbed my hair and dragged me to the bathroom. sht hrew my head int the toilet which, not t mention, had just been used by her.

the truth was, was that a kid began to beat me up, and naturally, i defended myself. and Mama being Mama... well she hit me i'd never seen another child being beaten.

she grabbed my hair, and shoved my face into the scorching hot bathtub. i screamed, quickly losing my breath. she lifted my head up and i too a breath, and she shoved my head back in the tub. she picked me up and threw me into the toilet, knocking me unconscious.

"WAKE UP BEFORE WE CRASH!" someone screamed. i jolted awake. the car had came off the road and i swerved back on the road. i puled over and had Viktor cutting off the blood circulation in my arm. i shook him off "sorry. let's go" i mumbled, and got back on the road, making sure i didn't pass out again.

(sorry these chapters have been so short. i've been in school and haven't been on my laptop at home. ~Yuri Plisetski)