Emilia's Story

The important character's pictures are here:
http://www.quibblo.com/quiz/hSnour1/A-story-about-hateangerloveand-sorrow-The-Characters?retake=1

Reminder: I made this ^^^^ before I changed the story's title, but the characters are the same!!!!!

Chapter 1

The Past

I was only 7 when it started.I was asleep in my bed when I heard Daddy pull up. I looked at the clock, it was 1 am. Daddy must've been with his friends, I thought. I heard the front door open and slam, then some fumbling, finally heavy footsteps up the stairs. My door flew opened and Daddy came into my room. I sat up in my bed.
"Hi Daddy," I had said. He just looked at me. He didn't say anything, instead he slowly came to my bed and sat down.
"Hey, sweetie," he slurred. I knew he was drunk, I could smell something horrible on his breath.He started caressing my face, then his hand slid down to my chest.
"Sweetie, Daddy loves you very much and I'm only doing this to protect you," he said.
"Okay," I said. I wondered what he was talking about. He told me to take off my pajamas. Then he took off his clothes. He took me out of the covers and told me to look at his willy. It was weird looking. He told me to touch it. It was hard. Then, he put his hand over mine and moved my hand up and down on his willy. I was scared to tell him that I didn't want to do this.

Soon, there was white stuff on my bed. Daddy looked relieved and was panting really hard. Then, he layed me down on my bed.
"Daddy loves you," he said before putting his willy inside my area. Pain struck me as he moved up and down. I felt wetness and saw blood. Daddy didn't stop.
It was very painful but he still didn't stop. Finally, he finished and he left my room. I started crying, but he didn't hear.

He never heard. I told him to stop and he kept going. I wanted to tell Mommy but Daddy made me promise not to. Through the years, I've kissed my Daddy, had physical love with Daddy(that's what he called it), played with his willy, and finally I pushed my Daddy away. That's when he forced me. I was forced. I had bruises on my arms and back from him pushing me to the bed and bruises on my thighs when he forced his willy into my area.

I knew my Daddy loved me but I betrayed his trust and told Mommy. She filed a suit and we went to court. Daddy went to prison for life. Before the police handcuffed him and took him away, he said he was sorry and Daddy loves you. I only looked away and cried. I was only 8. This was the beginning of my journey....

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