Pain wrapped around me like armor, heavy and unyielding. Every scar, every tear, every silent scream built a shield I never wanted but couldn't shed. I learned early that hurting was survival, and surviving meant hiding the cracks beneath a fierce, broken shell. This is the story of that armor — how it weighed me down, yet somehow kept me alive.
Pain was my first companion wrapping around me like an unbreakable bond,all the scar,the fear,the years and even my life has always been in pain.Is it the beatings,the harsh words,the insult that even a 2year old child can reciprocate,they were the foundation of who I was becoming.
Though my body ached,my spirit trembled,I know deep inside it won't last forever.It all started when I was in high school,I was jovial,lively,smart and always ready to help, though I'm weak but I'm always the schools heartthrob because I have an insanely beauty it didn't last longer till the day I went home late after helping a classmate home because she was sick.
When I got home their eyes glaring like I had committed a sin that can't be forgiven,they asked where I was I told them I helped a classmate home because she was sick,but they didn't believe me instead I was severely beaten and scolded but I never talked back because I thought that is what a parent will do to protect their child little did I know that my good deed will cost me my entire happiness and lifestyle.
When I go to school my parents will take me there which they have never done before,the put a tracker on my body,even made me wear a tight clothes under my uniform so that I won't get noticed by the boys in school,but I didn't complain it all continued I thought it would just be my school I never knew I would also be banned from going out I don't have friends anymore just alone in my lonely room.
Whenever I get bored and decide to go out for some fresh hair or just stroll around my street,they would start searching for me everywhere like someone looking for an escaped their,and when they finally find me,they would hit me,slap me, insult me in the street till we get home when I try to tell them to hit me at home and not the road they won't listen,they didn't even care about my reputation and when I get home it became worse.
They made me pull of my dress,poured water on my body and hit me several times till I lost my strength,but is still never blamed them it continued till the day I stoley uncle's phone.