This is a story inspired by the song concrete angel play the song while reading please.

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normal POV

"THIS IS YOUR FAULT YOU SHOULD HAVE NEVER EXISTED!!"

"I WISH I NEVER GAVE BIRTH TO YOU DEMON!!"

A girl no older than seven woke up by her every day nightmare she stood up.

Her body was covered with bruises and she was tired she didn't want to move but she have to her mother would beat her up again if she didn't go to school.

She wore her dress which she wore yesterday a long dress covering her bruised arm and knee she walked down their stair and slowly walking to the kitchen to eat something.

She saw her mother sleeping with a glass in her arm she decided to cover her for she might catch a cold slowly putting the blanket.

She went to the fridge and saw nothing but bread she ate one and packed the rest for lunch she slowly went out but she suddenly hit the table making her mother wake up

"you wretch!! how dare you wake me up cant you see I'm tired!! " she slapped the poor kid making her fall saying

"I'm sorry,I'm sorry,I'm sorry" like it was a chant

"get up get out of my sight!" Her mother said while lighting a cigar.

She quickly ran holding her lunch and went to get her book which what she only have and wore her boots which barely fits her.

She was walking down the road holding her packed lunch and book she does not have a bag so she bare handedly holds her stuff walking she saw a family holding hands bringing their daughter to school she looked at then feeling the emotion of envy she felt her cheeks hurting and her body sore she arrived at school barely made it she ran her poor little bruised body to her classroom.

Poorly she was late and her punishment was to stand in the hallway with two books in her hands her classroom laugh.

At her in her classroom she was bullied, a laughing stock, which made her life worst.

Break time  came she went to her usual spot a bench in front of a field where kids play.

She was alone sitting their thinking if she have a worth in her life, why was she born.

Suddenly a boy went to her and sat beside her

"what are you doing here alone? you should be playing!" She just sat there looking at him thinking who he was

"oh! I forgot my name is Patrick what is yours? " she was shocked by what the boy said this was the first time someone has been so nice to her.

"My.... name?" She asked

"yes! What is your name?" The boy saw a tear fall down the the girls face "my name is angel." .

They played this was the happiest day of her life she found out he lived in the house beside her which was known for being haunted.

The sun was setting she was shocked because if she arrived late at home she will be beaten up.

"Oh no i have to go home Patrick let go now!!" she shouted "yeah!" He answered and ran beside her.

They went inside their house and decided to talk between the windows.

She went inside walking slowly inside the dark home she have she was glad her mother was gone and quickly went up and opened the window she saw the boy waiting for him .

They talked and talked until she heard her mother coming up stair she knew in that moment it was time for her to get beaten up again.

She saw her mother open the door and grabbed her hair making her scream she cried.

She was dragged on the side of the room her mother

kicked her,

punch her,

slap her.

While the boy stood their remembering his memories he couldn't move his feet because he knew he cant do anything because he an.....

shouting of pain could be heard through the neighborhood until their other neighbor called the police.

Her mother stood their in fear looking at a corpse covered in blood.

She didnt know what to do and she heard the police barged in and went up in the crime scene she just sat there crying thinking why she did that.

The boy stood outside the house as he saw his best friend carried in the ambulance trying to bring her back to life he saw her mother covered in blood and being carried away to the police.

The doctors announced that she was dead before she arrived at the hospital her funeral was decided to be the day after tomorrow.

The boy stood there slightly smiling at his best friends grave there were only 6-7 people there. He turned around and went past inside the other mans body.

There he saw her best friend happily smiling

"come on patrick are you just gonna stand there or play with us?"  She said smiling her heart out

he smiled their were many kids behind her having wings and halo the girls wings came out so his too they flew up and played while going to heaven where they will never feel pain.

The end.

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Hope yah like this one shot this is dedicated to the kids with abusive parents.