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child was sobbing hysterically, clinging to his pants. The
er so she could surround his limb with enough force to ma
t was her body got drag along. He
not true. She was daddy's little girl. He loved her. He read
en look at her. His face was graven and his hands were clenched. His anger was pa
e stumbled when he pushed her a bit hard. Shock filled her. He had n
t the door, straight to his car with
e done some
as ignored. She continued to drin
t!" She looked at her with malice, and with a cruel smirk, dismissed h
r bedroom and crie
back. He must.
umbled. She
please c
*
fucking eat. Bitch!" She trembled from the hits she was receivin
lways he
chen to serve her
a bit too hard with a bottle. It hurt a lot. Bees were swirling ins
scrambled to make things right. Sh
read - she scraped the edible parts to a different p
all body. She had to serve
fun. That was her constant punishment
tears! Ma
oulders, she held tight to avoid falling fro
t hear her. She read her lips instead. "You
m," she
s worsened. Thank God, her aunt owned the diner where she worked and t
always tell them she fell from the stairs, from the bathroom, everywhere. She did
rs old. She understood t
*
Years
er. She knew she was only fourteen. So, her Aunt told her what she will mo
ips. Her goal was to go to colleg
be a teacher. Which
m hated her daughter's voice but ever since her aunt
her husband w
she didn't mean to swear. The house was a mess. Beer bottles were
l? She usually does at night but Sinclair m
mom brought home with her. They
not at the diner where
her hearing aide, she
heart began to thum
an to her
as e
*
fter that day. She waite
And she became a burden? But it happened fr
begged her to let her stay in her own house. At first, her aunt did
her mom. Maybe she w
e. She received her medals alone.
back and moved to Fort Worth USA, where uncle S
terms she must be here when
other ne
ed herself an o
on
viv