Intro
I'm shaking and crying while curled up in a ball, the only thing surrounding me is loneliness and fear other than the room full of dark furniture. It is full of horror just like my life.
My heart suddenly accelerates knowing that he is back, is he drunk again? What will he do this time? Beat or r**e me? I barely have any strength left in me, I can't take it anymore and my body is too damaged to fight back.
The door swings open and I jump at the sound. He reeks of alcohol. He smiles once he turns on the light and notices me. A whimper escapes my lips as I try to back away but there's no more room as my back hits the wall.
" There's my little w***e," he sneers. I shake my head repeatedly while tears stream down my face. He smiles, enjoying the terror he's causing.
" Please let me
