The house Is empty except for him and I. The sounds of my cries ring through the hallways. I am sitting on the floor with no bottoms on. I am cold and shaky and wet. What has that devil done? I do not remember, My memory Is so foggy, I was to small.
Crying continues, I call for mommy. I stay seated there, legs bent, sitting on the back of my feet, as blood drips from my tiny body. I continue to cry, until I hear him coming down the hall way, his boots pound the floor In angry strides. My mind screams and my heart cries, but I now fall silent. Worse Is coming. And I know It to be true so I close my eyes and wait.
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