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Avi was hopelessly pinned to her matress. Her fathers massive body was crushing the air out of her lungs. She tried to sqirm away from him, out of his grip, and in return got a hand wrapped around her throat.
"Oh my God, you are one lovely young lady," he sneered as he ripped away her top. Avi wimpered helplessly.
She tried to speak, but all that came out was a small choke. The grip around her neck tightened. Avi was now gasping for air. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
"Is this how you want to diw?" a small voice asked her, "I mean, what happened to women's rights? Are you just going to sit there and let him do this??" She stopped squirming, "Everone has their weaknesses. Even him."
Avi heard him grunt and she opened her eyes. There was no hand around her neck. No, now her father was working his was into her, moaning with pleasure.
Quickly, she glanced around. Since it was still dark, she could not see a thing.
"It's not or never," she thought to herself.
In one swift motion, she lunges for her night stand and grabbed something long and thin. Without giving as much as a second thought, she rammed the object at her father.
"No more!" she yelled. Avi felt it sink into something soft. She paniced. Quickly she removed the object, praying that she stabbed the matress.
Avi heard her father gasp and collapse into the floor with a heavy thud. She ran to the light switch and flicked it on.
There, in a bloodied heap, lay her maked father, dead.

Description
Avi was hopelessly pinned to her matress. Her fathers massive body was crushing the air out of her lungs. She tried to sqirm away from him, out of his grip, and in return got a hand wrapped around her throat.
"Oh my God, you are one lovely young lady," he sneered as he ripped away her top. Avi wimpered helplessly.
She tried to speak, but all that came out was a small choke. The grip around her neck tightened. Avi was now gasping for air. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
"Is this how you want to diw?" a small voice asked her, "I mean, what happened to women's rights? Are you just going to sit there and let him do this??" She stopped squirming, "Everone has their weaknesses. Even him."
Avi heard him grunt and she opened her eyes. There was no hand around her neck. No, now her father was working his was into her, moaning with pleasure.
Quickly, she glanced around. Since it was still dark, she could not see a thing.
"It's not or never," she thought to herself.
In one swift motion, she lunges for her night stand and grabbed something long and thin. Without giving as much as a second thought, she rammed the object at her father.
"No more!" she yelled. Avi felt it sink into something soft. She paniced. Quickly she removed the object, praying that she stabbed the matress.
Avi heard her father gasp and collapse into the floor with a heavy thud. She ran to the light switch and flicked it on.
There, in a bloodied heap, lay her maked father, dead.