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Jan 2018
I remember the last time I was hurt. I remembered how much pain he caused me from when I was born.
My body always hurting. my heart always broken.
I felt like I was a slave to him. I had never felt like a nobody in my entire life.
My heart felt like I would never be happy again Every night i got to bed asking myself the same question.
How did I not realize he was doing this to me? how could I not see that my Father was destroying my life with domestic Violence. as an abuse all his life. i feel safer now knowing i never have to bump into him anymore... or at least i think so.
Domestic Violence is never a good thing. people wake up and smell the coffee see the dangers and stop it before it impacts you life big time... or you could end up like me.
Savannah Muller
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Savannah Muller  14/F
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