Samantha's Dad

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"Today's forecast is 90° with a chance of..." I hit the snooze button on my alarm clock and rolled back over. I dont want today to happen. I sniffed and sigh getting out of bed. Once my feet hit the hardwood floor I shivered. "Spenc!!" I yelled at my brother. "Yes, baby sis?" Uggh, I hate when he calls me that. Im not a baby. I roll me eyes as he pokes his head in my door. "What did you do to my slippers?" I groan in frustration. "I didnt touch your slippers." He says confuesed. "Do you know where they are?" I ask frustrated. He shakes his head as my dog, Bear, walks in holding my pink fuzzy slipper. "Ugh Bear! Give me my slippers!" I squeal standing up and marching towards my pure white husy. "Drop em." I growl. Bear whines and drops my fuzzy slippers. "Thank you." I take my slippers snd put them on then walk past Bear and Spenc.

"Good morning sunshine." My mom says as I walk into the kitchen. I ignore her and shove past her. Im always like this before my coffee. "Well excuse you with your little attitude." My mom huffs. I grab my coffee cup, its white with a black heart in the middle that changes colors when you put hot liquid in it, the heart changes to a gray and the words "I love you!" apear. I got it from Alex, my boyfriend, for our one year anniversary. We've been together since the first grade. Yeah, young love. I know. I fill up my coffee cup with vanilla coffee. "You dont need coffee." My dad says walking in. I stop and drop my cup, it breaking the secondnit hits the ground. I ignored it at the moment and turned on my heel facibg away from my father. I burst into tears and run past him. "Wait!" Mom called after me. I ignored her and knocked on Spenc's door. "Come in!" He said over his loud music. I walked in and ran to him. I fell on top of his chest and hugged my big brother crying hard. "Whats wrong?!" He asked, startled. "D...d....d...dad is here..." I cry between sobs. He sat up and i fell back. He stood up and marched out his door and down the stairs. "What are you doing in my house?" Spencer said. I couldnt hear what Jack was saying, my father. I dont enjoy calling him my dad since he beat us then ran off with some slut. "I've been the man of the house for a long time now. I want you out of my house, dammit!" He yelled as i hugged his pillow. I heard something break, probably glass then i heard someone hit someone else. I grabbed my phone and ran to the bathroom locking the door. I called 911 and gave them my information. Afterwards i put my phone in my back pocket and walked down stairs hiding my face. "Get over here Samantha!" Jack yelled. "Now dammit!" He screamed. I quickly walked away and heard heavy foot steps behind me. "Dont lay a fucking finger on her, Bitch." Mom yelled as my dad slapped me then punched my jaw. "What the fuck Jack!" I screamed slapping his chest and weakly punching him in the face. I couldnt hear a thing as i fell onto the floor and everything went black.

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