I began my run towards my home, if i didn't get there in time i would regret it. I ran as hard and fast as i could towards the home that isn't a home. It is a torturous place for people to use me as their own punching bag. To be completely honest with you, i think i could beat them up. I have been training my body for two whole years now. At night, i go to fight in the streets to make me some extra money. I slowly entered my home of hell. As soon as the door shut softly behind me, i tried to sneak to my bedroom before i had even took one step my father came running into the room. He looked at me with murderous rage on his with a smirk on his lips. "ZUNE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE SO LATE!"I looked at the clock i was a minute late. I looked up at him my eyes shining with unshed tears. "Daddy, I-I'm so-sorry! I go-got held u-up at sch-school." I whisper to him. "NO EXCUSES!" I watched as he raised a hand. (read more to find out)