Traitor

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"I don't want this..."  I thought to myself as a whimper escaped my mouth. "What did I do to deserve this?" I wondered and prayed that it was all a bad dream. That he wasn't trying to force me into doing this. "I thought you were on my side..." I looked away, I could no longer bear to look into the eyes of my father who had betrayed me in such a heinous way. "stop... please!" I felt hot tears fall down my cheek.

"Come on Molly, just eat your sprouts and you can go play, ok?" He sighed in exasperation.

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