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Social Injustice Story
By: MoonlightPheonix

My daddy is scary. He leaves early in the morning and comes back late at night. Almost every night I hear a really loud hitting sound and I wince in my bed; scared. Every morning my mommy has a new bruise somewhere on her body, she tells me she fell or she bumped into something but I knew the truth. It was my daddy.

One night I was lying in my bed when the hitting sounds began. They got louder and louder and I curled up tightly in my bed. I could hear my mommy begging him to stop, crying for him to leave. Suddenly there was a really loud noise. One that was even louder than when he hit my mommy and then everything was quiet.

I wanted to see what happened, why mommy stopped crying and pleading so I got out of my bed and walked slowly to their room. I was as quiet as possible as I walked down the hallway. I reached their door and slowly pushed it open.

I was so confused. Why was mommy on the floor with her eyes closed? Was she sleeping? If she was then why wasn't she on the bed and why was there all that red stuff around her?

I looked up at my scary daddy. His eyes looked like they were on fire. He began to walk toward me. I felt frozen in place. A small voice in my mind told me to run but I couldn't move. He lifted his hand, which held a stick with a hole in it, and pointed it at my face.

'Gun... He's going to shoot you. Run away NOW!' The little voice was getting louder but my body still wouldn't listen to it.

"You're just like your mother. Both of you are useless so you can die." My scary daddy smiled evilly. There was a click but nothing happened. Suddenly he became really mad. He threw the stick aside and slapped me hard on the cheek.

He punched me and I fell down. Once on the ground he began to kick me. He kicked me really hard. I cried out in pain but he kept on kicking. I curled up into a ball and waited, crying.

Suddenly I was lifted off of the floor. I was turned in midair and saw that it was my evil daddy holding me. Before I could understand what was happening he threw me into the wall.

"You don't deserve to live. Children are useless just like women. The only thing women can do is bring children. USELESS THINGS!" He growled angrily as he picked me up again.

This time I could feel something warm in my mouth that tasted like metal. I didn't like the taste so I spat it out. Red stuff fell on the floor from my mouth. It looked exactly like the stuff around mommy.

I got scared. What if daddy wanted to do the same thing to me? Would I sleep just like mommy? I didn't want to sleep!

I saw my daddy lift his hand again and bring it down. Pain. Pain. Pain. It was all I could feel. Suddenly my world turned black and I didn't hurt anymore. I had fallen asleep...

Description
Social Injustice Story
By: MoonlightPheonix

My daddy is scary. He leaves early in the morning and comes back late at night. Almost every night I hear a really loud hitting sound and I wince in my bed; scared. Every morning my mommy has a new bruise somewhere on her body, she tells me she fell or she bumped into something but I knew the truth. It was my daddy.

One night I was lying in my bed when the hitting sounds began. They got louder and louder and I curled up tightly in my bed. I could hear my mommy begging him to stop, crying for him to leave. Suddenly there was a really loud noise. One that was even louder than when he hit my mommy and then everything was quiet.

I wanted to see what happened, why mommy stopped crying and pleading so I got out of my bed and walked slowly to their room. I was as quiet as possible as I walked down the hallway. I reached their door and slowly pushed it open.

I was so confused. Why was mommy on the floor with her eyes closed? Was she sleeping? If she was then why wasn't she on the bed and why was there all that red stuff around her?

I looked up at my scary daddy. His eyes looked like they were on fire. He began to walk toward me. I felt frozen in place. A small voice in my mind told me to run but I couldn't move. He lifted his hand, which held a stick with a hole in it, and pointed it at my face.

'Gun... He's going to shoot you. Run away NOW!' The little voice was getting louder but my body still wouldn't listen to it.

"You're just like your mother. Both of you are useless so you can die." My scary daddy smiled evilly. There was a click but nothing happened. Suddenly he became really mad. He threw the stick aside and slapped me hard on the cheek.

He punched me and I fell down. Once on the ground he began to kick me. He kicked me really hard. I cried out in pain but he kept on kicking. I curled up into a ball and waited, crying.

Suddenly I was lifted off of the floor. I was turned in midair and saw that it was my evil daddy holding me. Before I could understand what was happening he threw me into the wall.

"You don't deserve to live. Children are useless just like women. The only thing women can do is bring children. USELESS THINGS!" He growled angrily as he picked me up again.

This time I could feel something warm in my mouth that tasted like metal. I didn't like the taste so I spat it out. Red stuff fell on the floor from my mouth. It looked exactly like the stuff around mommy.

I got scared. What if daddy wanted to do the same thing to me? Would I sleep just like mommy? I didn't want to sleep!

I saw my daddy lift his hand again and bring it down. Pain. Pain. Pain. It was all I could feel. Suddenly my world turned black and I didn't hurt anymore. I had fallen asleep...