I don't like to look back on the past, because it gives me flash backs, and makes me relive it. The only memories I have are the bad. When I was a little girl, my father used to beat my mother. He would beat her so badly that there were times when my brother and I thought she were dead. One time, my dad tried to leave, and my mother jumped out in front of the truck, thinking he would stop...he almost killed her. Other times he beat her weren't that bad, other times...deadly...
These are the memories that I have, only the ones that scared me...memories hurt...every last one.
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