Entangled In Storm

d it in front of me and read the content. I looked at him for a while but wi

mother bring you he

that terrified me. Everything about him terrified me, from his deep scary voice to the scar across his eyebrows, to his roug

as he moved away from the doo

ho this man was. What if he wanted to kill me? I wanted my mom t

I said, "Get in here." He grunted and

thing was that the scary man was my fath

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arted to pounce on me. He seemed to enjoy taking out all his frustration on me. He le

I could think about was why my moth

come back. I did what I did every night. I kept staring at my watch, waiting for her to come back for m

my mom was never coming back. The realisation that my mother had abandoned me,

opped feeling. I got used to the beatings. The only time I got a break from my

ber. That was how I knew that he enjoyed it. He enjoyed

I even stopped feeling the pain of the beatin

ose who tried, I only pushed them away. Eventually,

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n't have much but we were always happy. My parents made sure that me and my twin sister never lacked. We underst

ster, it is like being born with your own best friend. We did everything together

confuse them, especially our teachers at school. They cou

se of our antics. My father always foun

memories are the only things that keep

happiness was blown up into a thousand pieces to the point where it could not be saved. It was a day

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y sister up from sleep with a beautiful breakfast tray of fried eggs, bacon, sa

hey handed us our birthday gifts, which we opened immediately. I got a new pair of

ays more on the lazy side. I preferred to be curled up reading a book on

ay today to celebrate my beautiful princesses." My f

the bathroom to take o

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and their kids. We knew because it was our birthday, we would get to do