Thursday, December 17, 2009

Chapter 5

My punishments seemed to get worse and worse. Mother still wasn’t feeding me. Also as time grew on father wouldn’t even try to help me anymore. When father was at work it always seemed that my punishment was much worse. One night mother stabbed me by accident. As I hoped going to father he would help me. He just sat there and told me that mother better not catch me talking to him. By this time I didn’t see father as my hero.
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  1. kashandacartyDecember 20, 2009 at 4:49 PM

    David,
    I know I haven't been the best father in the world, but I truely am sorry. I should have been around more and I should have put a stop to this. I hope you can forgive me someday.

    Father.

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