chapter 6 While Father Is Away 12/14/09

Dad has avoided coming home as much as possible ever since the stabbing. When he was home it was to get a change of clothes or to get something else he really needed. He was never there longer than 10 minutes. One day when he stooped down to tell me how sorry he was, The change in his physical appearance was shocking. He had dark circles under his eyes, and he looked so tired. He kept telling me that he would come back and me and him would move out, but its just his fantasy. Mother is still playing her sick game and starving me. It's harder during break and summer because I don't have the chance to sneak off and steal food. The few times that I was given food though, mother locked me in a room with a bucket filled with a mixture of Clorox and Amonia, which ended up making it so I couldn't breath. I don't know what to do anymore. She is going to regret everything she has done to me. I'll make sure of that.