Too Late, Dad: I'm Dead Because You Trusted Her
He kicked me hard and screamed, "Your mother's been dead for ten years, and you're still hiding behind her. Why don't you just go die?"
I hit my head on the table, and blood immediately poured from my nose. I heard Ms. Taylor scream, then the other parent yelled, "No wonder she's such trash. Now I see why. There was no mother to raise her! Don't think this is over. She owes my kid an apology!"
They forced me to kneel, but I kept my mouth shut. Dad slapped me over and over, grabbing my head and slamming it down.
In the end, the other parent had enough and told him to forget it. Rain poured down that day. I was told to kneel outside the front door as punishment. I refused, and the moment he tu