Dad,
You came.
I expected you to be nice and sweet.
Instead you walked over and kicked my mom to the floor. You threw your beer bottle at her, and if just barely missed.
You dragged her up to her room,
and I know what you're doing to her
You're not hurting her
You're making yourself happy
and herself possibly pregnant.
YOU ARE READING
The Notes
Short StoryBully, You hurt me again. You called me some terrible things **** I have a bruise on my left cheek. It's from you, but you don't know it. **** Mom, When's Dad coming home? You either say "soon" or you hit me. I don't think he's ever coming home. ...
