»Airika«

"How was your weekend dear?" Beatrice, the cafe owner asked.

"Fine ma'am, how about yours? Hope Mr. Fay is doing well," at the sound of her husband's name, Mrs. Beatrice blushed like a teenager.

Awwn!

A few hours later and I was waiting patiently for my favorite customer, the white man that always came by for breakfast.

He was always dressed perfectly, his beard was always combed beautifully, his shoes were always polished to perfection, everything about him screamed perfect.

I looked at my wrist watch and it was 11:15, he usually came by 11:00, maybe he was busy.

My day went by fast, I was currently on my way home from the public library, I needed to read something, and I got what I want.

"There you are, what took you so long slüt?!"

Shityshoot! My father is home, I'm dead. Goodbye world.

"Can't you fücking answer? Come here now!"

I timidly made my way to his front, and I was greeted with a dirty slap, I instantly dropped to the floor. "I'm so fed up with you and your fat mother, I hate both of you so much, you are both my worst mistakes."

I was trying to get up, when his left foot kicked my stomach, I didn't have time to react, when he punched my nose, earning a rough 'crack'. Warm red liquid oozed out of my nose, and I couldn't do anything but whimper in pain, my eyes were tightly shut, unable to look at the monster in front of me.

Isn't life beautiful?

A few kicks and slaps later, he left the house, leaving me on the floor to drown in my blood and tears.

I want to die.