Chapter 2 The Disaster

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I slowly walked home. By the time I got home I couldn't feel my legs. I curled up in my bed but then my door slammed open.

I looked up to see my dad. He walked in and slammed the door behind him. "Where were you?" He said furiously.

I tried to think of and excuse but instead I shrugged.

He ripped his belt off and hit me on my legs several times as hard as he could. I felt warm tears going down my face. "You useless weakling." He said softly.

He slammed on top of me and punch me in the face. I screamed in pain. That's when he shoved he hands up my shirt.

My own dad..?!

I managed to push him off. "I thought you loved me." He said softly with and evil grin. That's when I realized...

He was drunk.

I had no idea what to do u was terrified. He began punching me, slapping me and kicking me everywhere on my body.

Once he finished it was about 3 in the morning. I couldn't move. He left the room and I waited until I heard his bedroom door shut.

'Why is this happening...?' I thought to myself and began to sob.

//this is a short chapter but I'll be updating soon! So don't worry!//

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