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I was woken up by the sudden sharp pain,I was dragging me out of bed. He pulled me like I was a doll as he made his way down the stairs, I try to get my body to do what it needs to do to get some kind of footing. That proves to be impossible and I feel myself hitting on the way down. " Ember," he growls " Can you do anything right?" It is not a question he is seeking an answer for we both know the answer. It's no. What have I done wrong now? I find out very soon, he now grabs me forcing me to look at the sink in the kitchen. There is his dinner plate and fork sitting there. Not this again. " You didn't clean up your mess and you think you can just go to sleep? That is not how things are done in my house!" Those aren't my dishes. He must have came home late, ate and put them there. Dad drinks a lot. When he comes home from the bar he eats and forgets that he put dishes in the sink after I have already gone to bed.I don't say any of what I think if I did what coming next would be worse. I became dizzy falling to my knees. His eyes turn all black and I know now I am in real trouble. I somehow manage to cover my head before the blows of his foot come down hard and fast. I don't know how long he will do this to me. I want to scream to cry out from all the pain, but I can't. If I do and I wake someone up, if someone hears and finds out, that is something that just can't happen. No one can know what goes on in these four walls. After he feels I have been 'punished' enough he pulls my hair back making sure I am paying attention to him. " Clean up this mess and get you away from me." He then makes himself another drink, leaves the room and goes to watch television. I wash the plate and head up stairs. I try to lay down but no matter which way I do all I feel is pain. It's 4:45 am now and I might as well get ready for school. I open the door to my room to hear dad snoring. Good he is sleeping. I get my clothes and head to the bathroom. It turns on the shower and undresses while it warms up. Once I step into the hot w
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Dreame
I was woken up by the sudden sharp pain of having a hand wrapped into my hair and dragging me out of bed. He pulled me like I was nothing more than a rag doll as he made his way down the stairs, still half asleep I try to get my body to do what it needs to do to get some kind of footing. That proves to be impossible and I feel myself hitting every step on the way down. " Ember you stupid " he growls " Can you do anything right?" It is not a question he is seeking an answer for we both know the answer. It's no. What have I done wrong now? I find out very soon, he now grabs my face forcing me to look at the sink in the kitchen. There is his dinner plate and fork sitting there. Not this again. " You didn't clean up your ing mess and you think you can just go to sleep? That is not how things are done in my house!" Those aren't my dishes. He must have came home late, ate and put them there. Dad drinks a lot. He spends all day drunk to be honest, then when he comes home from the bar he eats and forgets that he put dishes in the sink after I have already gone to bed.I don't say any of what I think if I did what coming next would be worse. He smacks the back of my head so hard my face is greeted by the cold steel of the sink. I hit my head so hard I instantly became dizzy falling to my knees. His eyes turn all black and I know now I am in real trouble. I somehow manage to cover my head before the blows of his foot come down hard and fast. I don't know how long he will kick me. I want to scream to cry out from all the pain, but I can't. If I do and I wake someone up, if someone hears and finds out, that is something that just can't happen. No one can know what goes on in these four walls of Hell I call home. After he feels I have been 'punished' enough he rips me to my feet and pulls my hair back making sure I am paying attention to him " Clean up this ing mess and get your disgusting worthless self away from me." He then makes himself another drink, leaves the room and goes to watch television. I wash the pla
Dreame
I was woken up by the sudden sharp pain of having a hand wrapped into my hair and dragging me out of bed. He pulled me like I was nothing more than a rag doll as he made his way down the stairs, still half asleep I try to get my body to do what it needs to do to get some kind of footing. That proves to be impossible and I feel myself hitting every step on the way down. " Ember you stupid " he growls " Can you do anything right?" It is not a question he is seeking an answer for we both know the answer. It's no. What have I done wrong now? I find out very soon, he now grabs my face forcing me to look at the sink in the kitchen. There is his dinner plate and fork sitting there. Not this again. " You didn't clean up your ing mess and you think you can just go to sleep? That is not how things are done in my house!" Those aren't my dishes. He must have came home late, ate and put them there. Dad drinks a lot. He spends all day drunk to be honest, then when he comes home from the bar he eats and forgets that he put dishes in the sink after I have already gone to bed.I don't say any of what I think if I did what coming next would be worse. He smacks the back of my head so hard my face is greeted by the cold steel of the sink. I hit my head so hard I instantly became dizzy falling to my knees. His eyes turn all black and I know now I am in real trouble. I somehow manage to cover my head before the blows of his foot come down hard and fast. I don't know how long he will kick me. I want to scream to cry out from all the pain, but I can't. If I do and I wake someone up, if someone hears and finds out, that is something that just can't happen. No one can know what goes on in these four walls of Hell I call home. After he feels I have been 'punished' enough he rips me to my feet and pulls my hair back making sure I am paying attention to him " Clean up this ing mess and get your disgusting worthless self away from me." He then makes himself another drink, leaves the room and goes to watch television. I wash the pla
Dreame
I was woken up by the sudden sharp pain of having a hand wrapped into my hair and dragging me out of bed. He pulled me like I was nothing more than a rag doll as he made his way down the stairs, still half asleep I try to get my body to do what it needs to do to get some kind of footing. That proves to be impossible and I feel myself hitting every step on the way down. " Ember you stupid " he growls " Can you do anything right?" It is not a question he is seeking an answer for we both know the answer. It's no. What have I done wrong now? I find out very soon, he now grabs my face forcing me to look at the sink in the kitchen. There is his dinner plate and fork sitting there. Not this again. " You didn't clean up your ing mess and you think you can just go to sleep? That is not how things are done in my house!" Those aren't my dishes. He must have came home late, ate and put them there. Dad drinks a lot. He spends all day drunk to be honest, then when he comes home from the bar he eats and forgets that he put dishes in the sink after I have already gone to bed.I don't say any of what I think if I did what coming next would be worse. He smacks the back of my head so hard my face is greeted by the cold steel of the sink. I hit my head so hard I instantly became dizzy falling to my knees. His eyes turn all black and I know now I am in real trouble. I somehow manage to cover my head before the blows of his foot come down hard and fast. I don't know how long he will kick me. I want to scream to cry out from all the pain, but I can't. If I do and I wake someone up, if someone hears and finds out, that is something that just can't happen. No one can know what goes on in these four walls of Hell I call home. After he feels I have been 'punished' enough he rips me to my feet and pulls my hair back making sure I am paying attention to him " Clean up this ing mess and get your disgusting worthless self away from me." He then makes himself another drink, leaves the room and goes to watch television. I wash the pla
Dreame
I was woken up by the sudden sharp pain of having a hand wrapped into my hair and dragging me out of bed. He pulled me like I was nothing more than a rag doll as he made his way down the stairs, still half asleep I try to get my body to do what it needs to do to get some kind of footing. That proves to be impossible and I feel myself hitting every step on the way down. " Ember you stupid " he growls " Can you do anything right?" It is not a question he is seeking an answer for we both know the answer. It's no. What have I done wrong now? I find out very soon, he now grabs my face forcing me to look at the sink in the kitchen. There is his dinner plate and fork sitting there. Not this again. " You didn't clean up your ing mess and you think you can just go to sleep? That is not how things are done in my house!" Those aren't my dishes. He must have came home late, ate and put them there. Dad drinks a lot. He spends all day drunk to be honest, then when he comes home from the bar he eats and forgets that he put dishes in the sink after I have already gone to bed.I don't say any of what I think if I did what coming next would be worse. He smacks the back of my head so hard my face is greeted by the cold steel of the sink. I hit my head so hard I instantly became dizzy falling to my knees. His eyes turn all black and I know now I am in real trouble. I somehow manage to cover my head before the blows of his foot come down hard and fast. I don't know how long he will kick me. I want to scream to cry out from all the pain, but I can't. If I do and I wake someone up, if someone hears and finds out, that is something that just can't happen. No one can know what goes on in these four walls of Hell I call home. After he feels I have been 'punished' enough he rips me to my feet and pulls my hair back making sure I am paying attention to him " Clean up this ing mess and get your disgusting worthless self away from me." He then makes himself another drink, leaves the room and goes to watch television. I wash the pla
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I was woken up by the sudden sharp pain of having a hand wrapped into my hair and dragging me out of bed. He pulled me like I was nothing more than a rag doll as he made his way down the stairs, still half asleep I try to get my body to do what it needs to do to get some kind of footing. That proves to be impossible and I feel myself hitting every step on the way down. " Ember you stupid " he growls " Can you do anything right?" It is not a question he is seeking an answer for we both know the answer. It's no. What have I done wrong now? I find out very soon, he now grabs my face forcing me to look at the sink in the kitchen. There is his dinner plate and fork sitting there. Not this again. " You didn't clean up your ing mess and you think you can just go to sleep? That is not how things are done in my house!" Those aren't my dishes. He must have came home late, ate and put them there. Dad drinks a lot. He spends all day drunk to be honest, then when he comes home from the bar he eats and forgets that he put dishes in the sink after I have already gone to bed.I don't say any of what I think if I did what coming next would be worse. He smacks the back of my head so hard my face is greeted by the cold steel of the sink. I hit my head so hard I instantly became dizzy falling to my knees. His eyes turn all black and I know now I am in real trouble. I somehow manage to cover my head before the blows of his foot come down hard and fast. I don't know how long he will kick me. I want to scream to cry out from all the pain, but I can't. If I do and I wake someone up, if someone hears and finds out, that is something that just can't happen. No one can know what goes on in these four walls of Hell I call home. After he feels I have been 'punished' enough he rips me to my feet and pulls my hair back making sure I am paying attention to him " Clean up this ing mess and get your disgusting worthless self away from me." He then makes himself another drink, leaves the room and goes to watch television. I wash the pla
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I was woken up by the sudden sharp pain of having a hand wrapped into my hair and dragging me out of bed. He pulled me like I was nothing more than a rag doll as he made his way down the stairs, still half asleep I try to get my body to do what it needs to do to get some kind of footing. That proves to be impossible and I feel myself hitting every step on the way down. " Ember you stupid " he growls " Can you do anything right?" It is not a question he is seeking an answer for we both know the answer. It's no. What have I done wrong now? I find out very soon, he now grabs my face forcing me to look at the sink in the kitchen. There is his dinner plate and fork sitting there. Not this again. " You didn't clean up your ing mess and you think you can just go to sleep? That is not how things are done in my house!" Those aren't my dishes. He must have came home late, ate and put them there. Dad drinks a lot. He spends all day drunk to be honest, then when he comes home from the bar he eats and forgets that he put dishes in the sink after I have already gone to bed.I don't say any of what I think if I did what coming next would be worse. He smacks the back of my head so hard my face is greeted by the cold steel of the sink. I hit my head so hard I instantly became dizzy falling to my knees. His eyes turn all black and I know now I am in real trouble. I somehow manage to cover my head before the blows of his foot come down hard and fast. I don't know how long he will kick me. I want to scream to cry out from all the pain, but I can't. If I do and I wake someone up, if someone hears and finds out, that is something that just can't happen. No one can know what goes on in these four walls of Hell I call home. After he feels I have been 'punished' enough he rips me to my feet and pulls my hair back making sure I am paying attention to him " Clean up this ing mess and get your disgusting worthless self away from me." He then makes himself another drink, leaves the room and goes to watch television. I wash the pla
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I was woken up by the sudden sharp pain of having a hand wrapped into my hair and dragging me out of bed. He pulled me like I was nothing more than a rag doll as he made his way down the stairs, still half asleep I try to get my body to do what it needs to do to get some kind of footing. That proves to be impossible and I feel myself hitting every step on the way down. " Ember you stupid guy" he growls " Can you do anything right?" It is not a question he is seeking an answer for we both know the answer. It's no. What have I done wrong now? I find out very soon, he now grabs my face forcing me to look at the sink in the kitchen. There is his dinner plate and fork sitting there. Not this again. " You didn't clean up your mess and you think you can just go to sleep? That is not how things are done in my house!" Those aren't my dishes. He must have came home late, ate and put them there. Dad drinks a lot. He spends all day drunk to be honest, then when he comes home from the bar he eats and forgets that he put dishes in the sink after I have already gone to bed.I don't say any of what I think if I did what coming next would be worse. He smacks the back of my head so hard my face is greeted by the cold steel of the sink. I hit my head so hard I instantly became dizzy falling to my knees. His eyes turn all black and I know now I am in real trouble. I somehow manage to cover my head before the blows of his foot come down hard and fast. I don't know how long he will kick me. I want to scream to cry out from all the pain, but I can't. If I do and I wake someone up, if someone hears and finds out, that is something that just can't happen. No one can know what goes on in these four walls of Hell I call home. After he feels I have been 'punished' enough he rips me to my feet and pulls my hair back making sure I am paying attention to him " Clean up this mess and get your disgusting worthless self away from me." He then makes himself another drink, leaves the room and goes to watch television. I wash the plate an