m the site of her crying. All at once the anger inside of me grew to a point where I couldn't hold in any longer. I flung my fist as hard as I could and planted it on my dads face. Once I felt the throb of it on his jaw, I stepped back and reflected on what I just did. Words rushed out of my mouth telling him how sorry I was. He chuckled and approached me, his pointer finger rubbing against his thumb. He smirked at me, and rubbed his jaw where I just hit him.
             Fear took over my body, as I awaited what was coming to me. I stood there stiffened by the thought of what was to come upon me. My arms lay silent at my sides as my knees stood facing forwards shaking slightly. I tried not to show him that I was afraid of him. I tried not to let him see past my straight face into my soul which was trembling. Inside my body was aching and crying for help, pleading for this nightmare to stop. Awaiting for my eyes to awake and see that this all was just a dream, and that my hero of a father would return.
             As he inched closer to me with every step, my whole body beg
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