- Aug 24, 2021
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Its difficult to write with tears on my eyes, me and my sister had a tough childhood, my mom died in a car accident when i was 5 years old, my father started drinking and that when our suffering began.If you read between the lines, Zoey was being abused by her father. That's why she made sure to be in detention every day. It was simultaneously a cry for help as well as a way to escape her father's clutches, at least for a few hours each day.
Sure she put on a brave face, acted all tough in her gothic getup, but she was hurting, hurting bad. And when she'd finally stolen enough cash to escape for good, she did.
She asked Fuckface to run away with her but he turned her down. Sure she was hurt, but she'd been hurt so many times in the past she'd pretty much perfected putting on a brave face, so what was she to do? She just smiled and left.
But after 6 months away she realised she was less whole than ever before. Sure she'd escaped her father's clutches, but something more important was now missing from her life; Fuckface meant more to her than she ever realised.
She loved him, and she needed to let him know.
It was time to go back.
He abused us by causing us a lot of emotional damage and even sometimes hitting us, until one day when i wasnt at home he raped my little sister, after that she wasnt the same person anymore and three months after that she commited suicide.
What kind of sick bastard does that to his own daughter; with his action he took away the only person i loved and cared about, to this day I havent healed and I feel guilty for not being able to help my sister.
After that he was arrested and i broke off any contact with him and went to live with my mom´s family.
I would give everything to have my sister with me and to be able to hug her again.
She gives me the strength to continue living and be a better person that my father was.
Hopefully Zoey isnt abused by her father as you said, if not i will need scar tissues.