ch.2 [growth]

everyday, every night, every time, no matter what i did i grew, even with my cursed family i grew older. now i am 19 ready to leave the house.

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at night i started packing my things, my phone, my clothes, and my money. then i start to hear quiet tiny steps to my bedroom, i was horrified. when the sound came closer, i could feel the cold of my dripping sweat and my shaking hands. then heard three loud knocks on my door. i knew this would happen again, this mess over and over again.

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when i opened the door it creaked, slowly i looked upwards and saw my dad looking down at me, well i mean looking down my black t-shirt.

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'i dont want this too happen! this was going to far' i thought as my dad slowly pushed me into a wall with his sweaty, girls perfume smelling hands. then he said,

'my pretty *hic* daughter-!'

'it couldn't hurt to have a little taste~'

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i was petrified, this was my first time hearing him saying those disgusting words.

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he slowly grabbed my shirt and lifted it up, i was frozen, he usually just hit me or cut me, but it was the first time he had raped me.

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while trying to escape and shaking tremendously, he grabbed a weird pill from his pocket and forcefully showed it down my throat. i chocked and gagged but that didn't matter to him.

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after a few minutes i felt tierd, and fell asleep.