Daddy

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Dear Daddy,

Why are you argueing with Mummy ? Why did you hit her?

There is blood running down her legs. Whats happened Daddy? Is my Mummy dead ?

Dear Daddy,

Why am i in this little room? Its dark and damp and the walls are so gloom.

I heard you talking with a lady last night, but it wasnt Mom. You two had a sleepover then this morning i heard your gun.

Dear Daddy,

Well you came in last night, i couldn't have been more releived. I ran to you with a smile, but a slap was what i received.

I held my face and looked at you, you looked at me with those big dark blues. I heard a knock at the door, then you hissed 'I will be back for you'.

Dear Dad.

You havent been out your room in so long, this morning i came to see what was wrong. But then i seen the end of a knife sticking out your tummy, now you are dead like Mummy.

I didnt know what to do, i didnt know what to feel. I stood there staring at your lifeless face, it felt so surreal.

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