I used to hate him, but then his little sister told me there dad beats them.

...taster the story will realy start with the nxt ch. i just wont to see how much intrest i get...

I remember it like it was yesterday. October the 21st.

It was quit a simple day the trees where on fire with there different shade of leaves.

I saw the little girl first sitting on the stall by the bar-By the way I work in a café- he legs where swinging as they no where near reached the floor. She was adorable! I went be hind the bar and put my apron on bla bla bla. Getting ready to start work. The little girl didn't look like shed been served so I wondered over to her.

"Is there something I can get you?" when she looked up I was horrified to meat her cute round face covered in a horrific purple brews running down one side of her face.

"Sweet-hart are you okay?!" I asked in plain panic not drawing to much unwonted attention.

"y-y-yeah" she said with an adorable stutter.

"Hun what happened? Did some one hit you?" despite my not knowing this little girl I was genially concerned. She must only be about six and no way should she be that severely hurt.

My response from her was a shy nod and a whisper of one word. One name that sent shivers down my spine.

"Dad"

She proceeded in crying her eyes out. I opened up the hatch and bring her out back which she looked grateful for...