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Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Doll
WARNING: This is a slightly disturbing story that contains content unsuitable for those sensitive to abuse. Please do not read if you can't handle it. This story is about a girl who is sexually abused by her father, so it's mature, but I'm leaving out the details. Enjoy.
Arms folded tightly across her chest, her icy blue eyes stared across the hall, a scowl fixed on her face. Once again, like every class, she had managed to get kicked out again. They should have thrown out that stupid boy for flirting with her and pulling her hair. No one had any idea what that did to her. Burying her face in her arms, she bit the inside of her cheek hard to prevent the memories, and focused on the smug look on that stupid boy’s face. Idiot.....
Walking in the door, she found herself face to face with her father. He was a short man, only a few inches taller than her, but his stark black eyes that bored so pitilessly into her made her feel miles shorter. “You get kicked out again today?” he asked her gruffly.
Not meeting those angry eyes, she let out a muffled, “Yes.”
“Any reason why you get kicked out of every class?” he said, his voice cutting her deeply.
“Those stupid boys keep pulling my hair and flirting with me,” she mumbled, still not looking at him.
A silence, and then he took her backpack and flung it to the ground. Grabbing her slender forearm, he dragged her upstairs to her room, where he shoved her in and shut the door behind him. As he advanced on her, she shut her mind off and let him use her like a lifeless doll once more......
The next day, she lasted the whole day without getting kicked out. Glassy eyed and dull, however, she didn’t say a word in class. She was afraid of what might come out.
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