Short Story #2

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Kesia knew she was going to be in big trouble with her dad. She had done it again. But what could she do? Her friends were more fun than her boring father. Coming home late was not acceptable but she still proceeded on with her doing. It felt like judgement day when she got home. She opened the door and there he was, in his favourite chair.
"Where you coming from at this time young lady?" He asked her. His eyes looked red with anger.
"School daddy, but me can explain," Kesia said trembling with fear.
Without hesitation, Mr. Dixon got up and strolled towards her with a bat.
"School?!" "At 10 o'clock?" "Yuh mussi mad!"
"Daddy, please nuh beat me," she said crying.
"Mi ago ask this once and me need an answer, Weh yuh did Deh?" Mr. Dixon said aiming for her blouse.
"School daddy, wid Terry and Sabrina," she cried.
Mr. Dixon knew she was lying, but he proceeded anyway.
"I'm going to call them and if they tell me otherwise, me, you and this bat tonight" he said as he took up his phone....
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Haha silly Kesia

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