I wasn’t always the villain. But I was never the hero….and I’m never going to be.

I tried to stay strong, I tried to be brave, but trying and hopping can only get you so far, especially when you were ten. I knew that night that if I was to stay any longer my dad would kill me. As I laid there trying to catch my breath, hoping the pain would subside I realized no hero was coming to help me. I wou...