The Journal of a Beaten Teen

13/04/2007 2:51AM

I don’t know what it will do but I am writing this in some strange hope that things will change. For a long time now she has been getting more violent just to get her own way. You would swear I am the older of us. I recently wore a set of assault boots I had just bought. Next thing I know I am fending off an empty metal PC casing aimed for my face. All because of my boots. I couldn’t even fight back. She had her son in her arms. Which person in their right minds attacks some one holding a two year old? I dread to think what will happen next.

15/04/2007 2:13AM

That bitch is crazy. I got a tattoo today, a cool grim reaper tribal design on my arm. Guess who hated it enough to give me a shiner. She is just a god damn bully. I thought I saw the last of them when I left school. Shame I have to live with one. Hopefully she will move out soon. If not I will. I have a violent sister and my mother is blind to it all. Damn this house is fucked up.

18/04/2007 3:02AM

I got my new coat today. £800 of custom fitting leather trench coat. She hated it so surprise, surprise one sleeve of missing and my glasses are broken. I got my own back this time though. I gave her a bloody nose and ruined her best clothes. Serves her right you mess with me I mess back.

20/0402007 5:00 AM

I have only just noticed I never call my mother mum, it seems stupid to call some one mum when a real mum would realize what is going on, while a mother provides nourishment, shelter and warmth remaining blissfully blind. She thinks she has a perfect house hold with an angelic daughter and an accident prone and freakishly dark son. They do say ignorance is bliss…she must be the happiest person alive then.

01/05/2007 4:55AM

It hurts to laugh. I have four broken ribs. She is loosing it. She said I was being pathetic by dying my hair black. Well seventeen years of pent up anger broke out of me slightly. I had enough control to only blacken her eye rather nicely. Ten minutes later I am in hospital with agonizing pains in my chest. She landed a punch square in my chest and I felt the crack. What is she going to do next? What will I do if I loose it?

12/05/2007 4:20AM

I have cried so much I can no longer shed a tear, I am dry and empty in more ways then one. I don’t want to live like this. I don’t want to feel this pain any more. It has killed me inside. I died a long time ago. She killed me. I guess it is time to say goodbye to you. The last goodbye I have said tonight and the last one I will ever say. The only kiss I feel tonight is the cold kiss of a blade…

15/05/2007 5:04AM

Like everything else I have tried before I failed. I didn’t die on the outside but inside I am still dead. No matter how much blood they pump in to me. No matter how much they save my life it is too late. I was minutes away from being free, then she broke my door clean in half. The only other I have ever confided in. as she tried to save me she said something… she told me that…she loves me…I want to die to feel no pain but I want to live so she doesn’t feel pain. I know what I must do…I may be down but I am still in this fight.

7/6/2007 6:14AM

Typing is hard with your right arm in a sling. The fucking bitch slammed a door on it when I said no to her. She wanted me to go to the shop and buy her useless stuff with my own money. Short and sweet I said no, Ten minutes later I am half way to hospital cradling a broken arm. I don’t know how our mother can’t tell what she is doing. I do know my sister keeps on saying it is an accident. The only accident I see broke my arm. I am going to get revenge.

09/08/2007 4:22AM

I just spent an entire two months in hospital with a punctured lung and spinal damage. No permanent damage although next time I might not be too lucky. As you have more then likely guessed, we had another fight. Over my goddamn music being too loud, she must have bat ears because I couldn’t hear the words. Next thing I know I was falling down the stairs a stinging on my cheek and I could see her. Smiling as I fell. While I was lay in bed with tones of attractive nurses looking after me revenge was on my mind all the time. I know now what will happen and I will actively urge it on. That bitch has no idea what is about to happen.

10/09/2007 12:22AM

Revenge is a dish best served in boots. After my sister has hospitalized me several times. I got revenge. She currently lies in a hospital bed. Half her ribs are broken from her falling down stairs which I had no hand in. She has had both her wrists snapped and I broke her fucking nose as well. I don’t care what happens next. The fear in her eyes as I broke her wrists was perfect for me. What happens next is out of my hands, and I don’t care any more. If she goes to the police saying I attacked her with no provocation, they just have to peruse my hospitalization history and see. I have had lots of provocation.

19/12/2007 4:22PM

I write this in a wheel chair. The bitch has finally been locked away after driving a car over my legs while I was unconscious. I have no ribs unbroken and several fingers are broken along with my nose and jaw. She won’t last long inside. I will make sure she never walks again. One thing for sure. She is out of my life for ever at last. My mother found this just after I was put in hospital. She found this and much more then she ever wanted to. I know will have to see a psychiatrist to see if I am depressed. What an idiot. I may not be able to walk for over a year, I can’t laugh or hold a pen but I feel great.

15/06/2008 1:32PM

There was a little accident with my awful sister in prison. Oh what a tragedy it cost me £15.000 to have her paralyzed. If she were outside I know people who would happily kill her for free. I won’t have her killed but I want her to regret the beatings she gave me. This is my last entry for today I begin a whole new life. In this troubled times I found love. In what seems to be another life, when I almost gave up she told me she loves me and today is the day I ask her one question, The Big Question. I feel so good now I have nothing to fear. Of all my scars those on my wrist remind me. I have known what Hell is, and I survived years with my very own Beelzebub. Goodbye my friend thank you so much for listening to me.

15/06/2008 8:55PM

I swear this is the end now. I just wanted to tell you the news, I am now engaged, I proposed over a romantic candle lit meal in an Italian restaurant. I couldn’t resist doing the little pasta trick with the same length of spaghetti. It feels good to laugh and to love. Life is perfect.