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THE FIRST NIGHT

Elijah has been drinking every night and day since mom passed. We had a argument I told him I hated him and he was the reason mom was dead , which was true. We haven't spoken since . 

One night , two weeks after mom's passing , Elijah walks into my room drunk .

"Hey baby , I'm really sorry for what happened and I can't take back what I said to your mom that night but I really wish I could"
"It's alright dad , can you leave my room now?"
"IM JUST TRYING TO APOLOGIZE DAMN YOU ACT JUST LIKE YO STUBBORN ASS MAMA MAN , FUCK"  he screamed punching a hole in the beige wall.
"I don't care dad you're the reason she's dead , I'll never look at you the same"

The next thing I know Elijah was on top of me violating me , his own daughter . And that's why I call him Elijah because no real father would do that to his daughter. Repeatedly, that was just the first time , I was 15 and my innocence had been taken already by my own father.

From that day forward Elijah was dead to me . I packed my clothes and called my grandmother , my mother's mom. I told her what happened and she picked me up from the nearest bus station and we drove all the way to Atlanta , where she lived . I've never seen or heard from Elijah since .

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