Daddy Dearest

Avatar Author: Hidden From Heavens Eyes What to say, what to say... Ok, think I got it. In general, I am the kind of person that sits in the rain, drinks out of bowls, and yells at inanimate objects. I talk to myself a lot, but don't let that fool you… I am n... Read Bio

I’d never been much of a runner. But then again, I’ve never been much of anything in daddy’s eyes.
Tonight, as my feet pounded on the black top of the street, I surprised myself by the speed. Fight or flight, I believe they call it, had taken over. I had chosen the latter.
In all honesty, I suppose I deserved it. Never talk back to daddy. Hang your head when you are reprimanded. Don’t make eye contact.
A bruise was in the process of forming just under my chin around my neck, and the protruding lumps on my forehead were already crying for the soothing relief of ice or aspirin.
The fists had come again and again as mother stood and watched, as frozen as I was. As if this was a surprise. As if it had never occurred before. But we both know it had. And would again.
The stones from the road dug into my feet unforgivingly and the sticks from the field tried to push me to stop as well. But my mind pushed me forward.
The rest of the night was spent in the refuge of a tree watching the sun rise and formulating a plan.

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  1. Avatar ElshaHawk (LoA)

    Nicely told! This story unfolds, it is a beautiful thing. :)

  2. Avatar Bella

    Very well told…I understand now…

  3. Avatar helig

    Really like this one… It hurts, because it’s so personal, especially the tone. Very nice

  4. Avatar TwixGrinder

    are all your stories like this if so keep it up there amazing!!

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