**Trigger Warning** Diary – February 25, 2006

doll-87407_640
byrev 

I wish I could have friends. I’m only allowed out at night to go to the all night bodegas to do beer runs and to run drug packages or check on my mother’s ‘girls’ to make sure they’re doing their job and not trying to steal from her.

Tonight I met Gerard. He is one of my mother’s ‘friends’. He gets me more than the rest and I hate him. But I don’t have a choice. As much as I’d rather be in bed recuperating from being beaten bloody, I’m terrified that I’ll end up dead. I wanted to die, going through all of this, but I have a plan in my head that hopefully will happen soon. Freedom is so close I can taste it. Here’s hoping it works.

~Rei~

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s