South Row
“I know if he catches me I’m dead. I’m sure of it. He’s madder than the last time when he broke my arm. Mommy is lying down on the floor in the kitchen, but she doesn’t come to protect me like she used to. Why won’t mommy come help me? Why won’t she move?
I chance a look behind me but the figure I see isn’t my father. This is a snarling, scary figure and the sight of him makes my breath catch in my throat, and causes me to trip over my loose laces.
The scary monster releases a loud and b...one-chilling laugh. I back myself into a corner and pull my legs up under my chin, hugging them. I’m crying uncontrollably but I tuck my head down so he doesn’t see my tears.
“Tears are for babies,” he’d always taunt me saying. “Are you a baby, Southie? Babies don’t wear pigtails. Babies don’t backtalk their daddies. Babies don’t know how to take a hit like you do.” After which he’d sweep my legs from under me and kick me in the gut.MoreLess
I chance a look behind me but the figure I see isn’t my father. This is a snarling, scary figure and the sight of him makes my breath catch in my throat, and causes me to trip over my loose laces.
The scary monster releases a loud and b...one-chilling laugh. I back myself into a corner and pull my legs up under my chin, hugging them. I’m crying uncontrollably but I tuck my head down so he doesn’t see my tears.
“Tears are for babies,” he’d always taunt me saying. “Are you a baby, Southie? Babies don’t wear pigtails. Babies don’t backtalk their daddies. Babies don’t know how to take a hit like you do.” After which he’d sweep my legs from under me and kick me in the gut.MoreLess
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