Rhythm's POV

"Ow! Somebody help!" I scream violently as my small tattered body lays, blood scattering the carpet while pain of feet slamming against myself.

"No ones going to save you, no one cares girl!" The harsh voice of my father rings in my ears, scaring every bone in my body.

It hadn't always been like this, but then she had to go away. The blame was put on me, it was just verbal at first, then eased onto this physical aching pain. I had a life with care and laughter, not pain and screams.

Everyday the world puts agony on me, the feeling of being alone without hope. I'm just a scared little girl in this big terrifying world. I cry out in pain as one more blow hits me again, feet now stomping on my chest.

"Stop!" I scream. Finally the beatings stop and the door slams. I realize my eyes were shut. I open them and try to set up. I whine a little unable to process what the hell happened.

Why has my life changed so drastically. I went from having a fun, carefree life to having a fearful and my so enjoyable life.

I just want my life to be the way it was. Now it's ful of pain and horror. I never look forward to anything and everyday is a new kind of pain,

Can I have my old life back?

Notes

Hey everyone this is Sarah's Butterflies and JalexUnicorn and I will be writing this story, note this is only the prologue so tell us how it is in the comments. There will be more action to come, its just getting started but it won't be too long till ATL comes in.
Also Rhythm is 13 in this story. Remember to keep an eye out for more and don't be a silent reader, we would love to hear feedback! :)