After father left the so called family, I knew for sure I was doomed. I prayed that night for a miracle. The next day we when to the grocery store. I knew, with everyone watching, she couldn’t touch me. I was invincible. I made her life HELL when we were there. But it shortly came to an end when we got to the car it all would come to a BIG halt. Mother threw me one the floor of the back seat and ordered the boys the stomp on me. On the way home I knew I was going to die. Mother explained to me that, because father wasn’t here to protect me that she was going to make my life a living HELL. I put my hands together and squeezed my eye so tight that I thought they were going to burst. I began to pray to God, asking him that mother would kill me quickly and it would all be over.
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