Skyla(Present)"Hey, pretty, where are you? Come out now. Your daddy is here. Don't make him wait any longer." I heard my foster father said in a slurry voice. I was hiding inside the closet, curling up myself as a ball. I was shivering in fear, knowing if he caught me again, he would touch me in the places which made me feel very uncomfortable. I was sobbing quietly, hearing him, saying, "Little one, come on. I can't wait any longer here." I was praying to God to send my foster mother fast so that she took him away from here. My foster mother isn't good for me at all. She is a cruel lady. She thought I intentionally made his husband seduce so he could leave her. And that wasn't true. I tried to tell thousands of times that it was he who came home drunk every night and tried to search for me. But she ne
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