In Progress ***UNEDITED***

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Hii, to whomever is reading this since I have no fans right now :( Pease give my story a chance :) This is my first story ever and I would like some constructive criticism. This is the first chapter and I know its short. It'll get more interesting if people are actually reading. No rude, unnecessary comments please. If you like it please let me know and fan and vote :D

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PS---I'm having trouble with a title, so it'll stay as "In progress" until someone mentions a better one or I think of a better one.

One more thing, the content of my story is very sexual so I am going to rate it as Rated-R.

Enjoy :)

CHAPTER ONE  

I am a very angry person. It's just who I've become. I wasn't always like this but hey, things happen. I guess you could associate my anger with my depression. It hasn't been  diagnosed by a doctor but I know its there. 

I am very easily irritated and if I'm having a really bad day, I feel bad for whoever gets in my way. You may be wondering why I'm so angry. Well, you can blame my father for that. Wow, my father. I honestly don't know why I give him the honor of calling him my father. He doesn't deserve it.

Trust me. That man has done some cruel things to me, its embarrassing for me to even mention. What he did to me haunts me in my dreams and thoughts every single day.  

I was a happy kid I guess. Considering what I was going through, I was fairly happy. Always outside playing with friends and my siblings till the sun went down. At school though, I was painfully shy. I HATED public speaking and ironically I ended up narrating a school play. I lived haha.

I didn't realize that what was happening to me wasn't normal till 5th grade when Joseline Bravo got taken out of our pg rated sex class when she said her uncle touched her in an innapropiate place. She was one of the few who developed early. From that moment on, I no longer saw my dad as my hero. I was no longer daddy's little girl. All types of thoughts were going through my little head. So many confusing feelings. Hurt. Confusion. Fear. Anger. I was no longer a normal kid playing outside in the rain. I was rudely awakened to the evil that takes place in the world.

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