PART ONE: Jessica

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My name is Jessica. I am only eleven years old. And I have a mommy. Her name is Paula. Daddy says mommy is a bad girl. And that she goes to this place where there are men who treat you like you're crazy. When mommy comes home I can hear screaming from my room. Daddy sounds like he's hitting mommy. And mommy is screaming.

I don't like how he treats
her.

Daddy is always stressed. He drinks his happy juice to feel better. But when he drinks it, he likes to hit mommy even more. I don't know why though.

He will pay.

Daddy took me to the doctor today. The doctor says I'm not stable. He says that I need help. But I don't want it.

He says that mommy's craziness has spread to me.

He says my whole family is not stable

The doctor gave me pills. He said it will help you. I took one today, but it did not help me.

I heard noises downstairs. When I wen't down there I saw daddy on the couch with his happy juice in his hand. He was sleeping so I got some marker and drew on his face. I laughed a little and went back upstairs.

The next day Daddy told me not to go to school. I can't go to school while I'm eating my pills. He said I'm safer at home. I trust daddy. But I don't trust him when he hits mommy.

It was night time. Mommy got home and I was sitting on the couch watching tv. Daddy was in the other room. Mommy walked over to me and grabbed my neck. She said

She will make him pay.

Daddy ran in and hit mommy. I rushed up into my room and slammed the door closed. I heard mommy screaming again.

I heard something in my closet. I opened it and there was eyes. The eyes told me So hush now. And go to sleep.

I jumped into bed and tried to sleep. I looked at my open closet door and the eyes were still looking at me.

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