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"You ugly little bitch! No one will ever love you! Your own mother left you!" he screamed, kicking me repeatedly in the ribs.
"She died in a car accident that you caused!" I snap back, immediately regretting it as soon as the words left my mouth. Father yanked me up by my collar only to punch me back down on the floor. After many insults and kicks, slaps, punches, and smashing a beer bottle on my head, Father leaves me in the hallway, bruised and bloody from my head to my toes, literally. I manage to get up using the wall as a stand and hobble to my room which was, luckily, a few feet away.
As soon as I have the door closed and locked, I curl up on the floor and cry. Just cry.
Hello, my name is Eleanor Mason and I am 17 years old. I live with my Father, who beats me on an occasional basis, so everyday. He always has a new slut with him every night and it's disgusting because I can hear them getting it on from my room. My mom died in a car accident when I was 5, that's when Father started to beat me. Yep, I've been abused for 12 years. It's amazing I haven't killed myself yet considering how many times I've thought about it.
Anyways, welcome to my life in hell.
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