“Dad, please you can’t do this,” Daisy cried out, pleading with her father.
Bernard Drew pushed his daughter back on the bed and walked out of the room, slamming the door before locking it from the outside.
“Dad, no!” Daisy cried out again from the other side of the door.
“I will not have you running off again to God knows where. You will stay in that room where I can keep an eye on you,” he stated and stormed off, leaving Daisy desperately crying in the room.
Daisy Screamed on top of her voice even though she knew it was pointless. No one was going to help her. Not even her mother who was probably in the kitchen where they had left her.
They had arrived home and entered the house through the kitchen. Daisy’s mother had only raised her head and looked at her quietly. There had been no
