I walked into the living room with my report card in hand, fearful of what would happen. I walked in to him watching football and drinking a beer, as always. "Dad.... um i have my grades." I said. He set his beer down and said "give them to me Naomi." i put them in his hands and as he looked at the paper i could see his face getting red with anger. "HOW DARE YOU BRING THESE GRADES HOME YOU LITTLE BITCH!!!" He yelled. I stood there trembling in fear. "D-Dad, p-please c-calm down..." i had fearfully said. "YOUR MOM AND I NEVER RAISED YOU TO BE A DUMBASS!!!" He yelled as he slapped me. I burst into tears. He continued to slap me and call me a dumbass and a bitch until i couldn't take it. I grabbed the first thing i could which was his old pistol. I pointed it at his head. "D-Dad please don't make me....." i barely stuttered out. "You wouldn't d-" My finger slipped because it was shaking so much.... I didn't mean to....
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Random17 year old Naomi Janet is an outcast, a loner, and a freak. but it's not her fault. Her mom died when she was young and her dad was a drunk abusive asshole. She was 14 when it happened.... she had come into the living room to show her dad her grade...
