The Memory of Father: Age 8

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Father doesn't like me.  I decided that once after he hit me.  I bothered him too much that day, and then soon I felt the back of his hand hit my right cheek.  I began to cry as he began to apologize countless times.  That's all I remember doing that night.  My tears soon blending with his as we both hugged.

I also began to hate him after that.  I'd yell at him, blaming for mother dying even if I didn't understand fully of what happened.  Everything the other townspeople said to him I repeated.  I screamed at him, pushing him away to try and hate me more.

I wanted him to hate me more than I knew he already did.

Last night, we had another argument.  Later I went downstairs to hear Father crying in front of the family portrait.

"I'm so sorry, Elaine.  Please come back and save our son from hating me even more than he already does."

I soon began to regret yelling after seeing that, so I stopped.

I stopped talking to him at all.

Ok yeah so here's today's update

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Ok yeah so here's today's update.

It's short, I know, but in chapter VII we get to meet a new character?

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