Accused & Abused (Based on a true story) Chapter 2 It was only
Abused (Based on a true
story) Chapter 2
It was only 6 o'clock, yet I was already
famished. The smells of downstairs drew
me towards the steps of my second
"Dinner will be ready in 10 minutes!" My
"Okay." I yelled back.
The steps creaked and the sounds of heavy
breathing became clearer and clearer. I
dashed into my room, seeking safety. My
hand reached for the lock, but it was too
late. The door flung wide open, slamming
my face against the wall, knocking me to
the ground. I looked up at my fathers
eyes, full of wrath. He smiled deviously.
He kicked me in the gut, and I lost all
I stood up, with the last of the courage
that I had left, and ran to the bathroom,
and locked the door. Within seconds, the
door was being hammered on.
"Open the d*mn door, Noah." My father
I didn't answer. I crawled into the
corner, and looked back at the door just
in time to see a knife cutting in, on the
side of the door.
"Open the door." My father said
"Sweetie, is that you?" My mother called
out to him.
"No, I'm just with Noah, upstairs." He
"Would you come down and help me with the
My father moaned, and stomped back
downstairs, leaving me trapped in my own
bathroom, with the smell of food
lingering in my nose.
Five minutes passed, and my Mom called,
saying it was time for dinner. I stayed
in the bathroom, vigilant for anyone
trying to get in. I knew I would be in
here for a while.
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