Dear Diary September 6th 2014

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Dear Diary, September 6th, 2014

It happened again today. The belt cut against my cheek as my father let out his fury. Blow after blow I lowered to the ground. It joined in this time. The screeching of her voice echoing in my ears as the crack of the belt subsided into the background. I know I won't be able to hide the welt on my face from the duo of beatings. I'll most likely get made fun of even more, added with the stares of my teachers. I hope no one gets suspicious, if anyone finds out what my father does, he'd kill me. I think I should go now, a relaxing shower is calling my name ...

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