Dear Diary, August 14th, 2014
I convinced myself to get out of bed today and get a shower. Each time I took a step it felt like I was getting beat all over again. Once I finally made it to my bathroom I gently scrubbed the dry blood off my face, grinding my teeth at the pain. I stepped under the calming water and hissed as the droplets hit my skin. I stood there, letting the memories wash down the drain. I don't know what came over my father or what caused him to get so angry ... I haven't the heart to ask him. I'm sorry these entries have been so short lately, I just get exhausted so easily. I'm going back to sleep now, goodbye ...
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