There he is. Right down that alley is where HE is standing, waiting for so he can whoop my ass again. Like he did 7 years. I slowly start walking towards him. My mind is saying 'Turn the fuck around!' But my body is like 'Shut the hell up before I break you!' He is watching me like a hawk. Even from this what, 60 ft away, I can see his eyes glaring into my chest. Suddenly he smiles, while he is looking me up and down, slowing at my chest then speeding up again, stopping at my face. He walks over and grabs my waist, pulling me in closer. I try and stop him but he is way stronger then me. I try to scream but he covers my mouth. He starts pulling.me towards a door that I knew way to well. He was pulling me into his room!
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" "What?!" "What happened?!" Chrissy came running in and Skylar was freaking out. "N-n-n-nothing. Just a d-dream." I stuttered thinking about the dream. The dream where my father tried to do things with me.
Ok my peoples. Im so sorry for that snastyness but I had to do it. What do you think of Daddio now my peoples.-SavvyRivers123 Out!!!!!!!!!
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Zoey.
General FictionHe hits me and kicks me till I cry then sends me to bed. He takes me on car rides and smokes his cigarette and closes the windows till I can't breathe. Im only 8 and I have so many bruises I look like a dalmation. He has hurt me since mommy left. Th...
