Why is he doing this? Why does he keep doing this to me? I pace up and down the living room of my parents’ home as I think back to everything he has done just this week alone. Why would he do this to me!?! “Katie, could you sit down, please?” I hear my dad’s exacerbated voice ring through the air, but I don’t want to acknowledge it. I can’t acknowledge it… That would mean that I would have to escape my mind and go back to reality. I don’t want to do that. Not yet. “Katie baby, could you please sit down…? KATIE!”
I jump back as my dad screams at me and it startles me. “Sorry, dad,” I whisper as I sit back down on the couch and sigh. “I just… I don’t know what to do. I mean, his attacks are starting to become more personal and they are coming closer together. What are we going to do? What
