torture

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She grabbed my hair

I bit my lips

Please make it stop

I let the tears fell down

She slapped me

I felt the sting

She took it

The weapon

I watched as she came closer to me

With a pair of scissors in her hands, she slashed my cheeks

I held my cheeks and screamed in pain

He just stood there watching

Filming the scene with his camera

Laughing to himself

Not even caring about me,his daughter

They left and slammed the door

Why do I have them as my parents?

I knelt on the floor

I cried more, still holding my cheeks

I have decided

I will leave this house forever








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