Karl

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Karl-

Not your real name but I hate you all the same. I'm NOT your punching bag. Nor am I the one you can fulfill your overstimulated libido. I'm not a sex slave, sorry.

I don't know why my mother loves you. You're a bastard. Your own parents didn't want you. Hence why you got adopted. I don't care that you're an ex marine. You're still an ass.

You act all nice in front of my friends, but they know the truth. They know why I have issues with people touching me, sneaking up on me, hell, why I can barely walk somedays and the holes in our house.

Growing up, I never believed in the Boogeyman. Because I knew what a true monster was. That's you.

~Pissed off stepdaughter

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