Sunday, April 26, 2009
you set me free. 1:17 PM
I came home at 12. And locked myself in the room and dance.
Till 1, My dad thought I came home at 1.
So he hit me.
3 times using a freaking towel which caused blue black.
That was how hard it was okay?
The last time he was aiming on my face.
Well. I covered myself. Hit my arm.
Den he took a chair and threw at me. twice.
1st one hit my hip.
The 2nd he was aiming for my face.
Well, it hit my shoulder. Cause I protected my head.
Den he pushed me to the ground and kicked me twice.
Which casue another blue black on my shin.
And I hit my spine. I can't walk properly.
Rather my tailbone hurts.
But I didn't tell them.
I don't want them to worry.
I didn't cry, or shed a tear.
I think I'm being insane again.
I didn't call anyone. Or anything.
Lols. I'm okay. Don't worry.
Daddy.Please don't it or hurt me again. How do I let you know I love you so so very much. Despite everything, I do love you, Please don't hit me again. )):Gosh, I love you daddy. Don't hurt me.
I really do. so so much.
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Gotta plan my time properly.
Cause baby Zorro's coming in soon.
And I plan to go dance classes. model.
And continue my piano and study. And have friends.
It's retarded. It's gonna get really really really really busy.
Gotta by concession to. Cause I'd be traveling a lot.
I end at 4 everyday. I plan to come back and play with Zorro.
And at night go for my own activities. Den come back play more with Zorro,
And study. Cause he's a puppy. I don't want him to feel neglected.
I will die. I think I will really die.
I was aiming to get back myself.
But I think I've outgrown it.
As in I'm even more than what I was two years ago.
More matured. Stronger. More confident. More able to manage my life.
And somehow, kinder too.
And I want you to be okay.
No matter what you choose.
Just be okay, alright?
And I promise, If you're not,
I got your back. ((:
Jia you.
Breakthroughs, Please come.
Melody.
define.FREEDOM