Dear Diary ...

Dear Diary August 9th 2014

Dear Diary, August 9th, 2014

I was doing the dishes when they stumbled in the door. I didn't dare turn around, my back rigid as I heard them rummage around in the room behind me. Suddenly I heard my name bellow out of my father, sudden terror enveloped my body. My eyes filled with tears as his footsteps got louder and louder. The familiar sound of his belt being pulled through the loops of his pants sent me in a shaking fit. I closed my eyes and braced myself for what I knew was coming, the whir of the belt flying through the air lasted only a second before a searing pain erupted on my back. Arching backwards a let out a scream, my dad was mad. A split second later it whipped against the back of my knees, sending me to the floor. Relentlessly he snapped the belt against me, screams surfacing from inside me. He stopped momentarily, only for me to find he was switching to the other end so the belt buckle would find my body instead. I knew I was bleeding, I could feel the thick, warm liquid dripping from various places on my body. He stopped once again, I could hear the belt clatter to the floor, relief flooding through me before he straddled me. His fist connecting with my cheeks several times as he spit profanities at me. Screaming and crying I begged him to stop, to show at least a little mercy ... He wasn't having it. Hours seemed to pass before he finally spit on me and walked away, huffing and cussing under his breathe. I crawled my way to my room, just barely closing the door before I passed out in the middle of the floor ...

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