I made it through the day-no problems for once in my lifetime. I sneak up the stairs. My dad is asleep. Thank goodness! I go up and take care of my homework.

When I'm done my essay, I hear my dad calling. He didn't sound happy since there were some curse words in there too. I go downstairs and he looks furious. He continues to watch my every move as he holds a bottle in his hand. I can't tell what it is but either way, it's not a good thing. I go towards him and he attacks me...

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I go up the stairs as fast as a limping girl can go. My dad beat me worse than he ever had. He was obviously drunk and that meant I got it worse. I almost passed out. You never know how that feels until it happens. I tried to get to the bathroom as fast as I could. I was bleeding a lot and didn't doubt that I had at least one broken bone.

I got to the bathroom and took off my clothes. I had cuts everywhere. I even had some on my head/face. I cleaned the cuts that had stuff in them, then hopped in the shower. I had a hard time simply standing up. If my dad ever does this again, I swear I am leaving. I don't care.

I got out of the shower, still bleeding. I chose an old towel so I didn't stain a good one. I go to my room and dig out my first aid kit. I had one because I got new cuts almost everyday. I covered up all my cuts with band aids and put on a hat for my head. I almost never wear hats, so I didn't care if I ruined one.

I put on some music while I got ready for bed. I didn't eat dinner but I didn't care. I didn't want to go near my dad again. When I was done getting ready, I plopped down on my bed and fell asleep quickly.

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When I wake up, I see it is 4:15. I didn't want to stay in bed so I just get up. I went to the bathroom to take care of my hair, brush my teeth, and put a little bit of makeup on my cuts. I never put on makeup but when I have cuts, I do. Then I went to get some jeans, and a t-shirt with a jacket to cover up as much as I could. All I did with her hair was brush it so I could put a hat on. I grabbed my school bag that I had packed last night and snuck downstairs. I grabbed something to eat and left as fast and as quiet as possible.

I then head to the park again. It was a lot colder today. Oh yeah, did I mention? It's winter right now. School just started up because it's only January 7th. I hated summer because I was expected to be the girl in the bikini or short shorts or a crop-top or something. I couldn't "show off" my body because of the abuse.

I thought about these things as I walked to my usual spot in the park. I sat down and grabbed a book again like most days. I got lost in the book once again. After a while, I heard my alarm go off, signaling it was time to go to school.

I get up and sigh. I didn't want to go and I didn't want to talk to Natalia and have to leave like I did yesterday. I felt bad and I didn't want her to be disappointed or leave me. I liked the company, I'm just sensitive on certain subjects. I hope she realized that and doesn't ask again.

When I get to school, I see Natalia sitting on a bench. She sees me and walks up to me.

"Hey Brooklyn!" She says nicely. I really liked her, I just am nervous I'll blow up and hurt her. I can't take constant questions about my life.

"Hey Natalia!"

"How are you today?"

"I'm okay. You?" I wasn't really okay, but I couldn't tell her. Not yet anyways.

"I'm good! It's a chilly day though. Aren't you cold?"

"A little, but I'm fine." She smiled and we head in.

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