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I'm writing something.. I don't even know what it is. This is my "Random mind" speaking.

I walked along the riverbed, Knowing not what lies ahead. I sighed, and I rested on a rock, I leaned down, to adjust my sock. I sighed, as I seen my breath, then started thinking, "What if I never left?"

My mom's screams filled my head, My dad's shouts, while they vented on eachother, not meaning what they said.

I'm far away now, from the screaming and pain, My room's nice an clean, and my chores are done, so they can't complain. I acted like I was going to school, a normal smile on my face, playing it cool. I stand on a bridge, and look over the edge, I set my books down, and contimplate for a moment, standing on the ledge.

My mind's flashing with so many pictures, seeing my mother and father yelling at me, giving me lectures. The dried riverbed, down below, rocks lay about, everything becomes real slow. I close my eyes, as I start to see, My mother crying, as my father beats me. I scream for help from mother, as my face drips with tears, but she only walks away, my cries falling on deff ears.

"This time, I'll show them!" I shout with sobs, as I leap from the bridge, onto fallen logs. I fell short of my destination, but this will have to do. I fell on a propped branch, and now my life is through. I wonder why people can drive children like me to hate, so much pressure, getting beaten for forgetting to close a simple gate.

Author's Note

When I was younger, I was beaten, because I didn't know how to tell time. The person that was learning, would literally beat the hell out of me, for such a stupid reason. That person that beat me, is now my best friend, but in the end, I'll never forget such a tramatizing event. As I close my eyes, I can still feel that pain, and I was terribly young. I don't know what happened, but my mom dare not defy him, or she'd be hit as well, like so many times before.

Luckily, I'm out of that situation now, but the past still haunts me.