Prove them wrong

Chapter 2

I squinted my eyes to a bright room. I waited till my eyes got used to the brightened room.
I looked around my surroundings and saw my dad in the corner of my room.
Silent tears streamed down my face as I remembered what happened.
my dad stirred in his sleep and opened his eyes.
I looked at him from across the room.
I...i...i...I'm ready to go I said.
He nodded and walked out.
A few minutes later he came back in, and helped me up out the bed.
The ride home was silent.
Neither one of us dared to say a word.
He parked the car in the driveway and I rushed to the door pulled out my key and quickly hurried to my room.
I threw my pillows and smashed my hand in the mirror.
I cried silently as I watched the blood drip to the floor.
My father rushed in my room.
Yelling but I didn't hear anything he said.
All I saw was his mouth moving.
I didn't think as I said "this is your fault all your fucking fault."
As I said that it felt like the whole world stoped as he slapped me down to my knees.
I looked up through rear full eyes.
He looked down at me and said "pack your shit".
Then he walked out leaving me staring after him.
I stood there.
Not knowing what to do or say.
Finding my strenth I pulled myself up.
And started throwing my clothes in bags.
Nothing mattered.
He was never my favourite person.
Not after that night...
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My cousin Kylee spent the night at my house for my 9th birthday.
We was playing dressup
And she was the princess and I was her sister.
My dad walked in and I said "daddy play with us pleaseee"
My mother always worked late shifts so I could never talk or play with her.
My father came in and played as our father the king.
And it was time to place the crown on my sister cause she was the soon to be princess.
So my dad told her to follow him.
And I heard screams and grunts.
So I went to see what it was.
I walked in on my father forcing himself on her and she was crying.
I told him to get off her to stop.
He got up and pushed me down and walked out and slammed the door.
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That was the last time I ever seen her.