It's bad enough remembering something i don't want to remember in the day time. I can deal with that I use to be able to get away from the flashbacks on my sleep but he even is in my dream know i hope you are happy mom and dad. Mom you left me by the door waiting and dad didn't you just love tying me to a pole and hitting me with your belt till I scream and cried. I still reached how you would laugh when I begged you to stop you would take off my clothes then hurt me some more know no one can touch me without me jumping. So good job dad you will always have a room in my head but I am just going to keep the door shut and lock the members on the inside so no one knows the pain.
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Non-Fiction14 year old Nikki looks fine at least that's what people think. no one knows how she actually feels.
