Epilogue:As I layed there with amputated limbs,broken bones,cracked ribs and insumary.The only thing i caught a glimpse of was his self righteous act of entitlement.He'd finally done it he killed that son of bitch maybe that bastard wasn't all bluff after all.The least I can say is she deserved it.He picked up the matches and....well no need to go into detail you can pretty much guess what happened.He looked at her hollow shell of a body then at me,then at her,now back to me.He walked closer and closer,each step deadlier than the last.'How you feeling?"I turned my head in the opposite direction,he grabbed my chin and slowly slid the knife across my pale white cheek."LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU,LOOK AT ME MOTHER FUCKER!Not a word nor a tear came out."That hor of a mother is dead and now it's your turn son."
Chapter 1: I hurried home from work that day."Hey you forgot your pay check". I didn't care, I had to get home right now. Amy I'm comming. I arrived to the sounds of screams coming from her bedroom."Amy! "Michael!! I ran up the stairs as quickly as I could. I opened the door, I was absolutely horrified by what I saw.
Dad: Whats a 1000 minus 7?
Amy: I
Amy: I don't know
Dad: Come on you're in second grade you should know that by now. Tell me or do I have to keep on peeling some more finger nails.
Amy:NO!
Amy:993(sob)
Dad: See that wasn't so hard. But I lied I'm still taking the nail.
Michael: STOP IT!!!
Dad: Oh Michael you're home early
Michael: What do you think you're doing
Dad: Teaching her math of course
Michael: No you're tormenting a little girl thats unacceptable.
Dad: Whatever, hey you got my money
Michael: Huh
Dad: What do you mean huh, Cut the bullshit Mike, u know the deal around here. You work at that crappy food joint all day, bring the money home so you could pay for amys insurance and so I can keep having a little more fun with her.
