I hate my life

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after my mum's death my dad called me names that I was starting to believe.

MY dad drinks alot.

I drift off to sleep.

I woke up the next morning to my so called dad telling me to get my fat ass down stairs so I ran down the stairs.

"yes dad ","don't yes dad me u slut"

and with the note and cold hand slapped my cheek.

There was a knock on the door I went and answered it it was the police

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