We hug and I walk back outside and I look at Dallas and say “I’m going to go back home.” he smiles and says “Okay princess, drive safe!” I wave and as I’m getting in the car I yell back “I will!” ” I turn on my Jeep and pull out of the driveway. After a few minutes of driving. that’s when it happened, I was listening to a song and then the memories hit me. The memories of all of the torment and hitting and cursing and slamming doors. And the worst part of it was the thought of that evil man my father. He verbally and physically abused me. I always showed up to school covered in bruises, everyone of my friends would say “Are you okay?” “What’s that bruise?” “Why are you always covered in fresh cut bruises?” I would always just say “Oh I just fell.” they would look at me confused and concerned and then one day I went home and my dad was there, he had been drinking and that’s when it happened. He had seen my report card, I had a C in a class and then he reared back and punched me in the face. He grabbed me by my arm and threw me into my room and grabbed the lock and key. He had locked me in my room and kept me there for 3 days. I sat there for 3 days and cried. Until I heard a faint knock on the door and to my surprise someone had slipped my phone under the door, I quickly grabbed my phone and called 911. The operator talked to me for a while and she said that police were on their way. after a few minutes, I hear the front door burst open. After a few more minutes, I hear my door bang open. The female police officer says “Hey sweetie, let’s go. You’re in safe hands.” and that’s when that terrible man was put in the back of the cop car and took away. I went to live with my aunt for about 3 years.
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