Left in the dark

Chapter 3

[[1 week later]]
I was awoken at 3:00am by a phone call. I didn't understand who would call at 3:00am in the morning but I went to the phone anyway. It was a call from someone very important... "He-hello?" The voice on the phone says. "Hi! I miss you much." "I miss you too baby cakes." "Hopefully we can see each other soon!" "Yes darling, I only have so long on the phone till they put me back in my cell, and I just want to tell you something that you have to promise me you will follow." "Yes, I promise on my life." "You will never feel bad about yourself, you will stay strong, you will be a good girl, no matter what your father does to you, you will be brave and keep you head up high... you promise?" "I promise." "Well I have to go back to my cell the people at tacknaw academy do not like to wait." "Okay I love you." "I love you too." "Bye baby." "Bye mom." The phone started beeping so I set it down. As I tried to creep up to my bedroom a light turned on. "oh noooo!" I thought in my head. My dad entered the kitchen. "What are you doing in the kitchen at this hour?" My dad said. Umm-well the phone was ringing and I just thought i'de pick it up." "Who was on the phone." "Uh no one just a friend from school trying to prank call." "Oh well get back up to bed." "Okay good night." I ran back up to my room, wondering if he Actually bought it. I lay in their for about an hour and cant fall asleep, when the light turns on in the hall way. I hear footsteps come closer and closer to my room, my door creaks open and their my dad is standing in the door way with a bag. I pretend to sleep, but he doesn't believe I'm sleeping for one second. "Get up!" He demands. I get up without saying a word. He takes out a knife. "So I checked the phone history, doesn't really look like a friend... more like a mother? "I'm sorry I just didn't-" he cut me off. "Well you know what happened when your a bad girl." He comes closer to me and lays the knife against my be neck then drags it to my stomach. He presses harder on my stomach making a cut as blood drips out, then he presses harder dragging it up to my neck. A big cut from my stomach to my neck. I start screaming and crying as he tells me. Remember not to tell or else you know what happens. When he exits the room I'm still crying and screaming but then I remember what mom said, and I calm down.