“YOU STUPID B*TCH!!!” Chris Smathers screamed at his 14-year-old foster child Jordan. She winced in pain as he smacked her face.
“DIDN’T I TELL YOU TO BE HOME ON TIME!”
“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to but-”
“BUT NOTHING I’M SICK OF YOUR EXCUSES NOW GO TO YOUR ROOM! I DON’T WANNA SEE YOUR UGLY FACE!” he screamed then hit her again close to the same spot. She quickly crept upstairs to her room.
She plopped on her bed. And she thought about her life. Always shipped
to a different place not feeling welcome. ‘Til she got to this place.
She was always being beat for the dumbest things. She hated California.
Then she thought about the rest of her past. She quickly shook the memories
out of her head. Then decided she had enough of being hit. Now was the
time, the time to put an end to it all. All the pain and abuse.
So she crept out her bedroom window and walked a while until she found
the perfect place to jump. It was a footbridge not too far away from
a cozy looking lodge. She wouldn’t drown herself (at least as far as
she could tell with it being dark out) it was too shallow. She figured
if she went headfirst, the impact would be enough to make her go brain
dead. She stepped over the side and took a deep breath.
