Do you know what its like being only 6 and constantly hearing screaming and fighting late at night? Most of the time he is drunk and storms out of the house, leaving her crying her eyes out in the middle of the room. Nothing you can do about it because you're too little to defend her. Feeling the vulnerability of being alone in your room, silently praying that the nightmare will end soon, only to wake up the next morning and realize that life isn't that fair. My name is Sophia, and this is my story. This story is a pg13 story for the most part. I may throw in a rated r scene once in a blue moon. But wattpad made me change the rating after I wrote said scene. so just to clarify this is a pg13 book for the most part. Most of the rated R will be language later on in the book