Little Anna
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I tip toed and hid behind the door, wanting to discreetly hear what they were talking about. I blocked the light that emitted from my flashlight with my palm and placed my ear on the door.
"I'm going kill your fucking daughter Lucy! She is the fucking product of your infidelity!"
Daddy shouted.
I subconsciously cringed at the thunderous voice of my father. But anyways, what does 'fucking' and 'infedelity' mean?
Whoop! Whoop! New vocabulary!
"Look Xavier, honey I'm sorry! Please forgive me!"
Mama said with a shaky voice like she was still crying. I wanted to comfort her, but my gut told me to remain silent and hidden.
"Everytime I look at her I see him!"
Xavier's voice cracked at the last part.
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