“Dad, stop! Daddy please,” you sob as he continues to kick you in the stomach.
“Dad,” you groan, right before you vomit.
He just laughs his cruel, hard, sickening laugh, and gives you a blow to the head.
You just cry more, as your vision gets fuzzier and fuzzier, and you’re out.
When you wake up, your house is empty… Or so you think.
You remember you’re going to the Dingo with your boyfriend Ponyboy tonight, so you had to get ready.
You walk from the living room, to the kitchen to get to your room, but your dad stops you in the kitchen.
“You little bitch,” he said, his bloodshot...