Daddy's little girl

Mom was yelling at me about something. I wasn't paying much attention. I was very focused on the bowl of cereal in front of me. "Faye are you even listening to me!?" I looked up at her.
Before I could blink her hand made contact with my cheek with enough force to snap my head to the side. I slowly turned back to face her. When these were just nightmares, I would force myself awake so I wouldn't have to see what happened next.
There was no waking up this time as she threw me to the ground. My hand moving to cover my stomach. Her foot came doan on me over and over. By the time she was done, bruises covered my arms,my sides, and my legs.
After she left the room, I forced myself to sit up.
I winced then slowly forced myself into a standing position. Just keep going I thought to myself. Two more months and Andy will be here..

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