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Fariegirl Member
since 2003-02-05
Posts 147 |
He was drinking again. She hated when her father came home smelling strongly of beer. Every morning her mother told her that he had not been drunk, that he was just tired, but she had the proof of him being drunk on her face. She wore sunglasses to school. She met up with her friend, who also had a drinking father, and they covered their bruses with make-up and went to class. “What happened to your eyes this time?” the teacher asked. “Sports.” The two girls mummbled. Every day of their life had been like this. Dedicated to all the abused people in the world. |
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Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
...my father used to be an alcoholic, but thankfully he never hit me. I also have an aunt who is an alcoholic..I've vowed not to drink until I'm 21 and I don't even know if I will drink then. powerful piece, thanks for sharing. ~Lexy  |
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NSnaomian Member
since 2002-07-22
Posts 232In my troll closet I be |
Yes, very powerful and a wonderful dedication. Its sad..the things that happen these days and to never know you are loved by those around you. You did a fantastic job with this and it was said in just the right way. Laura "All that I desire to point out is the general principle that Life imitates Art far more than Art imitates Life." |
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