Chapter 1

*SLAP* "How many times do I have to tell you!?YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO REFUSE ME!!"

"Yes sir." Hello my name is Eloise, as you can see I don't have the best life, i have what you call "a terrible life". The one getting slapped is me by the way. My mother despised me and abused me, I was bullied at school, and now I work at an abusive company. I have severe depression and have lifeless eyes. Nice to meet you.

One day when I was rushing to work, because I was running late. I ended up going too fast and… *SKREECH* I tried to avoid the car in front of me as I was going to crash into it but my car went out of control and crashed. There I lay on the road, blood spilling from my wounds. "Oh my goodness, someone call the ambulance!!" That was the last thing I heard before losing consciousness.

*wakes up* "What's going on?" I said with a hint of drowsiness in my voice. I looked around me and saw that I was in my room. That's weird, didn't I crash? It was bizarre I was so sure that I was going to die, and here I was without a single scratch on my body. I looked at my phone and saw the time. It was 7:45 and my work started at 8:00 "Oh no I'm going to be late!" I rushed out of my bed and quickly got ready and headed off for work.

*time skip/at company building*

"The chief is going to punish me again" I said with a depressed tone. I walked into the office and was surprised. No one was hitting me, mocking me, slapping me. What's going on, are they planning something? I walked to my desk and started working, but for a while I couldn't focus. To you this might seem odd for me to be put off that no one is abusing me, but they do this every morning I come. I shrugged it off and just thought, maybe they just don't want to bother with me. 4 hours of working and someone came up to me. " Eloise, I wanted to give you this," The man said, I looked up and went wide eyed. This man had just been on the sidelines when I was being bad-mouthed. He didn't do anything. I took the gift, it was a box of chocolates. "Thank you, I appreciate it." I said my thanks but was a little puzzled. He seemed to understand my confusion and said, "It's an apology gift. I wanted to apologize for not helping you when you were in trouble." I just stared at him with a blank expression, I wasn't used to this type of treatment. After staring at him for a while he awkwardly said, "Well… um… sorry to bother you." After he said that he hurriedly left and went back to his desk.

Um… how should I say this… he looked like a squirrel? I mean he was blushing the whole time he said all this, including when I was staring at him. Maybe he was embarrassed? At the time, I thought nothing of it and continued working after I put the chocolates in my bag. Some hours later and it was 2:40 pm, the work day ended at 3:00 pm but I always had to work overtime because people would push their work onto me. I was dreading that but if I refused it would only be worse. 20 minutes later and no one came up to me to give me their work. I was beyond confused, I looked around and saw that everyone was avoiding eye contact. Seeing as no one was coming up to me to harass me, I got up and left my desk to go home. Don't get me wrong I was still being cautious. They had been treating me like trash for so long I wasn't about to let my guard down just because they weren't doing anything as of this moment. They might be planning to do something even bigger than a simple slap or verbally abusing me.

*Time skip/at my house*

I went to my bedroom and looked at a stuffed animal I had. The stuffed animal was torn and had rips in it. This stuffed animal brought nothing but bad memories.