I set down my journal cautiously. Who could that be? The person answers with another knock. I get up and walk over to the door, placing my ear to the wood. There's no way that could be my father, right? I keep counting the seconds until I finally unlock the switch. And that was another time in my life were I instantly regretted it.
The wind is knocked out of me as the door opens in full swing, hitting my body. I gasp, holding on to my stomach. What the absolute f**k??
I instantly freeze, coming eye to eye with familiar brown ones. But they are much more haunting, making my entire body shiver. I take a step back as my Father takes the opportunity to walk fully into my room, his face twisted. I want to scream, but my throat feels so dry. No, not this again... No, no. I can't ke
