When I arrived home I knew I was going to get my father's back of the hand. I walk inside panting. I go straight to my room. While I change out of my uniform I think I never want to go back to school. I lay on my bed putting my face into the pillow and began to sob. Why is my life so miserable.
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Abused
HorrorHer mom had died which caused the dad to began drinking. The days she gets abused by her own father she will never forget. Bruises, broken bones, and scars. Is the only thing her father gave her not little gifts but scars. Until one day she did some...
