Have you ever been in pain to the point that death seems better? Yeah, Me too. My dreams tortured me every night and my father hurt me everyday. There was no escape. There was no one to tell. The only thing I could count on was the pain. At some points I would slip into a heavenly numbness, but it never lasted. I continued to pray to no avail. But as I became a teen, I began to pray for it to end.
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Emotion
Short StoryThe dreams caused fear. The abuse caused pain. The monsters caused rage. He caused happiness. This is a simple short story.
