Post by step123 on Jan 28, 2009 11:14:08 GMT -5
Liz walked down to the shore and sat down. It was a cold day but she didn’t care. She sat down in the sand. Her memories were coming back to the day her father showed his true colors. She sighed as she remembered.
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I was one hour late from shopping with my best friend. Both of us were 12 and we were shopping for her birthday dress. It had been a year since my mother died and I was taking it good. I came in the door “Dad I’m home, Sorry I’m late” I said and looked around there were about 12 bottles of beer on the floor I was used to it my father took up drinking after my twin brother Johnny died. I picked up the bottles and put them in the trash and started up the stairs when I smelt smoke ‘great he’s doing drugs again’ I thought. “Were do you think your going?” T.Roy said “I’m just going up stairs Dad.” I said I didn’t get it why was I in trouble, I mean I did nothing, “Oh no your not your late.” He said stepping closer to me “I’m going to teach you a lesson in how to be a woman right now” He said and grabbed my hair and pulled me up stairs where he hit me, punched me, kicked me and he did stuff to horrible to say. I lost a lot more then my virginity that night; I lost my hope, my bravery, and my life. I prayed every night that he wouldn’t come to my room to teach me how to be a woman, but there he was every single night to teach me over and over again until I was as hard and cruel as him. Oh how I wish there was someone to tell but there never is.
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Liz sat there in the sand staring at the sea waiting for somebody she could tell.
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I was one hour late from shopping with my best friend. Both of us were 12 and we were shopping for her birthday dress. It had been a year since my mother died and I was taking it good. I came in the door “Dad I’m home, Sorry I’m late” I said and looked around there were about 12 bottles of beer on the floor I was used to it my father took up drinking after my twin brother Johnny died. I picked up the bottles and put them in the trash and started up the stairs when I smelt smoke ‘great he’s doing drugs again’ I thought. “Were do you think your going?” T.Roy said “I’m just going up stairs Dad.” I said I didn’t get it why was I in trouble, I mean I did nothing, “Oh no your not your late.” He said stepping closer to me “I’m going to teach you a lesson in how to be a woman right now” He said and grabbed my hair and pulled me up stairs where he hit me, punched me, kicked me and he did stuff to horrible to say. I lost a lot more then my virginity that night; I lost my hope, my bravery, and my life. I prayed every night that he wouldn’t come to my room to teach me how to be a woman, but there he was every single night to teach me over and over again until I was as hard and cruel as him. Oh how I wish there was someone to tell but there never is.
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Liz sat there in the sand staring at the sea waiting for somebody she could tell.