Ever since she was five, lily was suicidal. She had been majorly abused and wanted life to end. Even after her dad broke up with her abusive stepmom, She was still abused. Two weeks before Lily turned thirteen she started cutting. Each time she cut deeper and deeper. She had almost died several times. One night Lily cut a little bit too deep... read more to find out what happens That night...
"You are a stupid little bitch, you disappoint me so much." My father screamed. "Dad what did I do" I was crying, this was a normal thing whenever My dad got drunk, but tonight he was aggressive and I was beginning to get scared. "You wrecked my life that's what you did. You can't fight, you are always getting under 100% on your school work and you are a little slut!." I yelled at me while kicking a chair across the room. "Dad, you know I don't like violence, and I am on the honour roll, And I am not a slut.!" I quickly shut my mouth, He stomped towards me and punched me in the face. Blood tricked out of my nose and mouth. Then he kicked me in the stomach. I began to cough up blood. "get up and fight!" He yelled pulling me to my feet by my hair. I stood up and got into a fighting position. "Hit me Lily" I punched him in the face as hard as I could. He stit out a few teeth and that's when he really started to hurt me. I heard every time a bone broke. When he was done I was a mess of blood and cuts and bones. He dragged me down the stairs to my bed and left me on the carpet beside my bed. Then he left me alone in the dark, I reached under my mattress and grabbed a loose razor blade. I put the blade up to my neck and dragged it across my throat ten times. I slowly died in a pool of my blood. Right before I died I heard a sweet old laugh, The laugh lurked in the deepest parts of my memory. "Opa" I chocked "Yes baby, it's me come with its all done now, there is no more pain" My Opa appeared in front of me. He held his hand out "But I change my mind, what about my siblings and friends" A tear ran down my cheek. "I am so sorry Beautiful but your time is up. We can send them a dream of you being reunited with all of us, of you laughing and smiling. But there is no going back now" His voice was kind and full of pitty. "I am scared What if he hurts them too" I was crying now, He crouched down and wiped my tears away. "I know that you are scared but it is time to leave this world and join me and the rest of your family in the next steps of life." He held out his hand, and I took it. There was a bright flash of light, Then I woke up in a meadow of wildflowers. I breathed in the sweet smell and closed my eyes forgetting all the bad. "Hello, child." A kind motherly voice called. I opened my eyes to see three goddesses standing in front of me. One of them wore a red dress that was made of silk, she had a few grey hairs and looked to be about forty, she was a beautiful one of the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen. Her smile glowed brighter than the sun and her eyes reminded me of the deepest ocean. The goddess standing to the right of her had tan wrinkly skin. She had on a native American dress that had the most amazing beadwork ever on it. She had snow-white hair that fell to just below her waist. The last goddess looked more like a teenager, Her hair was jet black and her eyes were silver, she wore a light pink gypsy dress on. "Your not Jesus" The youngest one laughed "No lily we are the goddess that you believe in, Child you have made a grave mistake. You killed yourself before you could grow up, which means that you will have to come with one of us until your unfinished business is done" The oldest one spoke so wisely and kindly. "But I have no unfinished business," I said with tears falling down my face "Child you swore to protect your siblings, you have left them to defend themselves" She was right, I was weak and I left my siblings to get beat up, That made me cry even harder. "Who will you choose to come with a child," The middle-aged one asked. "I will go with the maiden" The youngest one giggled and skipped over too me. She kissed my forehead and I woke up in a cage made of vines and flowers. It had a mirror in it I touched the mirror and it showed a picture of my mother choking my little sister. And I couldn't help her... I spent years watching my siblings helplessly I tried time over time to help them... When my time came to move on I choose to become a goddess, which was a special choice, I became the goddess of child protection. So I could help all children like me...
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