Crying, she runs into the shadowns, hiding from the man the calls himself her father. All her life, she’s ran into shadows, they are her escape, her place to run. She is so thin, she seems like a shadow herself.
But the man who calls himself her father has keen eyes. He spies her, and grabs her arm. Instantly, she recoils, in fear, in anger. He slap her, making tears falll. “You were a mistake” he whispers to her in the darkness, the words stinging her more than the slaps. She smells acohol in his breath, and she wonders how it will end. Soon, she hopes. Soon.