Dear Diary,
Today has been the worst day so far out of these horrific three weeks . Today, my dad picked me up by my hair, and threw me down into the basement . Ever since mom died almost a month ago he's been drinking a lot . When he threw me in the basement he tied me up with chains .
"I will be right back." he said.
Where was he going? What was he going to do? When he came back down, he had a belt and knife. He walked over to me chuckling. Then I felt I sharp pain in my side, he hit me with the belt, he continued hitting me, over and over again. When he was finished beating me with his bwlt, he cut me over and over again. On my sides, thighs, arms, and hands. Finally, he was finished torchering me and he went back upstairs. I felt tired and was in a lot of pain. Suddenly, I fell into a deep sleep.
