Little Girl’s Night Out
My daddy kicked me out, but my next door neighbors took me in. My father is a bully, and a wife beater, but mom just lets him hit her. Finally, I got sick of him yelling at me, and telling me to do impossible things, so I said “No!” I yelled it out loud, and he got up. He usually just sat there in his chair, like a throne where he could see down the hall. At my room, his bedroom, and the boy’s room. So, if we even got up to use the bathroom, he’d see us. Usually, it was “While you’re up…” Get me a glass of water, or something. This time, he hit me so hard, I forget what the fight was about, but it doesn’t matter. He yelled “Get out of …