01 Asher

Asher

Age 17

Since I was six years old, I have wondered when will I die? Sounds a bit dramatic right? But when you’ve been abused for the majority of your life you start to question when you're going to die. Not how would I die? I knew who the cause of my death would be. My father. The man who has spent the last eleven years taking pleasure in my pain. The days when my father would randomly throw me against the wall, push me out of my tree house, just to tear it down a few days later to pretend he was this amazing father who gave a damn. Breaking nearly every bone in my body at some point in time for the hell of it and then to keep it all quiet because if I told anyone he would kill not only me but also my twin sister, Aria, and my mother. The very confusing thing to know that you are the only reason someone else isn't getting beat. But I felt that it was my responsibility to protect the two women in my life.

I never allowed the abuse to get to me. Until today, until he found my one tr