As I dug the knife deeper in to my white flesh blood poured out and ran down my arm . I heard my dads voice again "come here you slut " he said the venom dripping from his voice . He must be drunk again . It's been that way since Mom died.
As I opened the bathroom door my dad was in his room waiting for me. I was terrified. Like every other night.I slowly walked into his cold room. He looked at me the anger clear on his face he started hitting me and swearing at me saying things like you bitch ,slut ,ass .As he pulled of his shirt I knew what was about to happen he pulled of my bra and pulled dawn my pj shorts . I was help less he started fingering me then it got bad he grinds on top of me. As I cry into the pillow , as he fucked me harder . I wanted to kill him so much .After an Hour he stopped fucking me , Finally he let me go and I went back to my room I didn't speak to him for days just went to school everyday and days repeated The cruel same things in my life ,cutting , rape and loneliness and hope for a new life .
