1. The roles will never change
“No not tonight, please no! Stop, please!” I was yelling.
He kept on ripping off my clothe and tryed to hold me still.
He held his hand over my mouth and said I should take it between my hands.
I was so scared, but at the same time I knew what was going to happen.
Or at least I thought it was going to be like all the other times.
My mom came home early and heard a scream, when she was right outside the door.
When he heard her voice, he quickly grabbed a blanket and pretended to be a sleep.
The tears where streaming down my face.
He worked at night, so when he got out of the house, I told her everything.
And now I’m scared.
I don’t know if I’m ever going to see him again.
But he will always be my dad.