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Beep....Beep...Beep I jumped out my sleep once I herd my alarm clock going off .As I looked at my clock I saw 6:15 in big green letters realizing I had over slept 15 mins .How could I over sleep 15 mins I swear I set my clock to 6:00 but never mind that I only got 25 mins to get out of bed and get shower and dressed and get breakfast ready for Richard And my mom.

I run out of bed into the bathroom to brush my teeth and shower .once I was done I ran back into my room and got dressed and started to apply makeup on places that my bruises was visible and brushed my hair.

Once I was done I shot my head to the clock to see 6:35 that's the moment I herd foot stepped going down the stairs toward the kitchen. I started to pray that it was my mom and not Richard even though she beats me ,but hers wasn't as bad as Richards.

I grab my book bag and open the door and jetted to the stairs all I herd was "bitch where my breakfast" " where is this little slut". As I got to the bottom of the stairs I saw him on the couch watching the news.so I race to the kitchen to start breakfast.

That When I Heard him say "don't bother making anything I'm not hungry and your slut of a mother out of town for a week" That when it hit me that I was gonna be all alone with this man for a week and I hated the idea.

I grab my book bag off the floor and headed toward the door for another day of hell in school. That's When he yelled "where you going I called your school and told them your coming in late"That's when my heart drop even though school was hell I love been at school then at home with him."Come here"he yelled.

I drop my bag at the door and slowly started walking to him. "Yes Richard" I reply "what the fuck did I tell you to call me" "im...m sorry" I stuttered "say it" he yelled again "yes daddy " I whisper "louder" he scream "yes daddy" " good now come here" he said as I started to get closer to him the more scared I got.He grab my hand and yelled "get on your knees" and I did what I was told.

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