Your POV
"Beep, beep... Beep, beep!". "Ugh!" You say as you slam your hand down on your alarm clock's snooze button. "Another day, another beating," you said under your breath, as you thought about your abusive father. You stood up off your bed, and went to your dresser to get some clothes.
After you get dressed you put your (short/long), (hair color) hair into a pontail. "(Y/N) (M/N) (L/N)!! Get down here right now!!!" Your father screams at you from the kitchen. "S**t" you say and head to the kitchen very nervously. "Who is this? What the hell?! Why are you texting him!?" He yelled at you while waving your phone around. "How did you get my f**king phone?!" You scream at him. "WHO. IS. HE?!?!?!" He screamed at the top of his lungs. "He's my friend!!!!!" You yell at him. He then set your phone down in the counter and walked up to you, he got uncomfortably close. You could smell the alcohol in his breath as he spoke to you. "Do this again, and I will kill you and send you to hell just like your sister," he said as he walked away. You felt the years stream down your face like a waterfall.
~~~~~ Authors note
I lied, I changed my mind, I'm going to have smut in this story. I know, I know I'm only eleven years old, but I don't care! That's all I wanted to say, Goodbye all of you!!!!!
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