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"9-1-1 whats your emergency". The operator says on the other end.
"My daddy is drunk and hitting us again." I whisper.
I hear my stepmom and him continuing to fight upstairs. Then a loud thud. He starts walking toward the stairs.
“He’s coming be quiet!” I whisper to the lady on the phone and I put the phone on speaker. He enters the room. As I scramble away from him toward the door. He gets in my face
" I HEARD TALKING, WHO THE f**k ARE YOU TALKING TO?!?!" he screams.
" No one daddy. I promise!" I cry out.
" I f*****g HEARD TALKING" he screams spatting in my face
"NO DADDY...." A loud smack could be heard on the phone.
He sees the phone on the table and rips the cord out of the wall and smashes the phone. " WHO THE f**k DID YOU CALL!"
He snatches me off the floor by my shirt and my mom grabs a hold of me. He rips my shirt completely up the back pulling me away. He kicks her away from us. Drags me to the door. Opens the door then drags me to the car by my hair. Except he didn’t go to the back door like he usually does he dragged me to the trunk and opened it.
"NO DADDY DON'T PUT ME IN THERE!!" I beg
He dropped my hair and picked me up by one arm and one leg. And dropped me onto the empty whiskey bottles he had in the trunk. I try to get out and he shoves me down again.
“PLEASE DADDY I DON’T WANNA GO IN THE TRUNK! ITS DARK IN HERE! PLEASE!” I begged and tried to climb out once more as he was closing the trunk
He slams the trunk door on my hand. Crushing most of the bones in my fingers causing me to scream. He then opens the trunk, flicks my hand back inside then slams it closed with me inside.
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This is all people know of my story. This is the last time i'm seen alive. My father was acquitted of the charges due to the lack of evidence, and my body was never found.
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