We get home do our home work and make dinner for everyone we all ate in silence eating and when we were done went straight to cleaning and brushing mopping.
I went to the fridge to see our bath chart, I know ridiculous a bath chart but Dick insisted we don't need to bath every night like normal people only three time a week he even did a chart and stuck it on the fridge and we have to write the day we bathed by it.
I sigh and went upstairs to my room grab my towel and headed to the bathroom to go take a shower. When I was done I went out to grab my towel only to realise it wasn't there. "Jade" I called out thinking it was her " it's not funny bring me my towel please"
Dick cames storming over I yelpt and quickly shut the door and locked it, but he broke the lock I fell on my bottom and quickly grabbed a hand towel to hide ny privets, Dick started shouting at me.
"THIS ISN'T YOUR DAY TO HAVE A BATH YOU INSIOLENT LITTLE BRAT" his voices echoed around the bathroom causing me to flinch.
He grabbed the towel of me " you disgusting child this isn't your towel this is a hand towel your towel is down stairs" he points towards the stairs, he grabs my arm and drags me to my feet and pushes me towards the direction of the stairs.
I quickly run down them and see my towel on the sofa I grab it and rap it around me frantically trying not to cry and run to Jades room and shut the door.
"Cer is that you" I hear Jades voice from the cupboard. I open it and realize shes crying, "I can't show her I am upset, I have to be strong for her if mum wont I will have to"I say to myself, I swallow the lump in my throat and sit next to her in the cupboard.
" I am ok" I say but realise I had tears running down my cheeks, Jade huggs me before I can say anything else " Cerys can we pray to God to help us" she asks me flatly " yeah" I say smiling I put my hand to my necklace and pray to God to get rid of Dick.
I wake up at three thirty automatically and get dressed in my school my blue checkered dress, before Dick storms into my room at four, grabs my hair and pulls me down stairs, this time I don't give him the satisfaction of dragging me out of bed and hearing me scream and cry.
He pushes me into the kitchen I tumble and my back smacks against the cupboard " CLEAN" he shouts and I say exactly at the same time, he glares at me eyes filled with hate, I normally cower away scared from that same look he gives me every day but today I give him the exact same look back.
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Murder For God
HorrorA young girls dad dies, when her mum remarries 4 years later to a man who mentally abuses them sometimes even fiscally, she decides to take actions into her own hands by helping God who she believes accidentaly took her real dad by mistake.
