ok here it is 😮 like i said it's crap coz most of it was done at school 😬 and also its just the introduction yet.
Angela slammed the door shut and screamed. Crying, she kneeled on the ground and covered her bruised face with her hands. As she lay there on the ground, gasping for breath, the memories of the past five torturous minutes came flooding back to her. The cold, hard fist that belonged to her father making contact with her face; the touch of his fingers around her delicate neck; his harsh words echoing inside her mind; and the fear of what he’d do next. Immediately, Angela stopped crying, and brushed the hair out of her face with her hands, and stood up. Silently proceeding to the mirror, she gasped and let out a few more tears. The gorgeous teenager that usually stood before her was gone, and the beaten and bruised one had returned.
Her usual bright green eyes were red and puffy, and her cheeks were dripping with a mixed liquid of tears and mascara. The long, silky brown hair was messy and knotted, and bits of it were sticking up on end.
Licking her swollen lips, Anne could taste the sweetness of her own blood from where her father’s anger had made contact with her olive skin. Not bothering to brush her teeth, remove her makeup, or even get dressed, Angela slumped onto her bed and immediately fell asleep.