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Dad isn't nice

"That man is not nice, Mum," I said aloud, hoping she would understand. Ever since I have known my dad, he has never been nice to her. He causes her nothing but pain, yet she is blinded by love and refuses to see the bad side of my father.

"Jas, I don't like it when you talk ill of your father," she sounded so annoying. I didn't care if what I said pissed her off; she needed to stop talking highly of him.

"A man who beats you every day as if you are a wall, who left you all alone in that eyesore house while he lives in his mansion, leaving you to anguish in pain. You call that nice?" I didn't care how she would feel about my words. I stood up from my bed and knelt closer to her, lowering my voice so she could grasp that Dad isn't nice.

"Mum, I know you want to protect me from the truth, but I'm old enough to see it for myself. The scars on your body, the tears you cry at night, the fear in your eyes when he's around... it's not love, Mum. It's not love when someone hurts you so deeply
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