I remember a promise you gave to me On that special day when I turned three A promise of love, of care and attention But it was the kind that I was never allowed to mention
...He would leave me drowning in black terror... I never understood the things I did so wrong when I tried so hard to please him. I only ever wanted to be daddy’s little girl.
How my story really begins. A mother turns a blind eye to abuse in her own home and is forced to see things clearly by her children. As the story goes on, darker secrets are revelaed. Comments?