HER

Prologue.

     "Come here," he says while gesturing his hand.

I crawl towards him with curious eyes. When I reach him, he grabs me by the shoulders and slowly pushes my back onto the floor.

I just lay there and let him do his business. Me being a child, I didnt know what was happening. He began to take off my shirt.

"Do you like this"? I shrug my shoulders and stare at him blankly in the face. His hands on my shoulders were ice cold. He started shifting his hands down to my skirt.

"Are you going to give me a bath, dad", I ask while I chew on my finger.

He nods slowly, licking his bottom lip. His hands somehow felt warmer as he removed my velvet colored skirt, and i just admired his eyes.

As he was just about to take off my undergarments, the door opened. My dad then shifted fast toward the off-white dresser in the room. The lights flashed on and it burned through my scalp. I squeezed my eyes shut. All I could hear was the muttering of a womans voice who I think was my mother. It collided with my fathers voice.

I felt myself being lifted off the floor as I was being covered in a knitted cloth. I finally opened my eyes to look back at my dad.

That was the last time I've ever seen him.