As I look in his eyes I see the anger building up. When I see him angry I know to
stay clear of him or I will end up hurt. He beats me when he is angry. I cry and cry,
for I can't stop thinking of what will happen next. I'm too scared to leave him for he
may find me again. Several times he has told me to get out and every time I try,
he attacks me. I don't understand what I am doing wrong. Leaving bruises upon
my body, expecting me to figure out how to hide them from his family. Scars, from
him cover my arms. Sometimes I wonder if he even cares that I am pregnant with
his child. The way he treats me as if I am nothing and then other times he wants
to know my every move. Controlling what I wear, say, eat, and do as if I am a dog.
I pray that I can find a way out. Thankfully that prayer has been answered.
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