I was about 7 when mum bought him home for the first time, I had been over the neighbours house playing when mum knocked on the door and said she had someone for me to meet, i was excited because i knew it was the boy mum liked, she took my hand, as well as my brothers hand and led us back to our house, a house with so many memories, good and bad, i remember shaking my head and thinking "Come on alice no need to think about sad things" so i put a smile on my face and prepared to meet mums new boyfriend.
His name was Warren, He was quite tall and good-looking, i remember thinking "now i know why mummy likes him so much", I remember spending the day with him and mum looked so happy and care-free.
That night me and mum laid in bed and she said to me, "Alice, i really love him, do you like him? i hope you do because hopefully he will be your new daddy" i remember how much it hurt me to hear her say that, i knew what my father had done but it still upset me a bit, "Yes mummy i love him, hes very nice and handsome" I said to her, Her smile was so bright when she heard me say that.
A year later we moved houses, but this time warren was going to live with us, i was so excited i was going to have a new daddy, To celebrate the move he took us to Dreamworld, On the way home i remember that for the first time, i called him dad, he looked so happy when he heard those words come from my lips. Within two months Warren and my mum were engaged.
But i also remember how one night, i was wondering through the house looking for mum, and i shouted her name, only once, but i guess once was enough for him, before i knew it he had a plastic pole and whipped me with it leaving 3 huge red marks on my back. Mum didnt believe me, and i knew there was no way out.
