I am dying. Its just that simple. I, Jaunice Nublin, am dying. My mother always told me that the worst in people are hidden behind a mask of love. I guess my dad wears a good mask and sadly he takes his mask off often. He was a drunk and had no control over what he did. When mom was away, he would beat me and abuse me. I would tell mom I fell off my bicycle. She was gullible and believed every word I said. Then one day, dad was hurt real bad and I was set free.
