The Pain We live.

Every morning iz the same. She wakes up around lunch time and walks out of her room. Only to find her sister sitting there waiting for her. Her sister slowly and cruely draws her knife. She runs to her bedroom once more only to relize that this wasn't real. It couldn't be. Yet, it was. Her sister stabs her just between her neck and sholder bones. She falls to the ground in a pathetic ball of nothingness. Hoping, wishing, that her sister would end the pain once and for all. Longing to die, she stands up and wobles to the kitchen. Her sister fallows close behind. Sadly her sister would not end her life today. All she would do is clean the knife and put it away.

Later on her dad comes home furoise that she had not done the chores. He hits her, and slaps her across the room. Then as she tries to stand up, he picks her up by the throut and asks, " Why the hell were you born!? Why did god give us you!?" He slings her across the room and within seconds she dies.

The abuse happend everyday. And finaly, Finaly the lord has givin mercy to her soul and let her leave this putrid world.