Today is the first day of school and I asked Daddy what I should have for breakfast today and he told me I didn't need to eat breakfast.
"But won't I get hungry then?" I ask, my five year old voice sounded super small.
"Princess that doesn't matter."
"But we don't have lunch til eleven thirty, Daddy!" I pout, hoping he would fall for it but he didn't.
The next thing I knew was that I was on the ground and my stomach ached.
Did daddy really just hit me?
"Daddy?" I ask as I begin to cry, did that really just happen.
"I'm sorry, Princess but you've got to listen to me and that won't happen, now come here. I wanna have some fun with you."
I stepped forward, not knowing what I was getting myself into, I should've known something was wrong when he had that glint in his eye.