You just picked up the razer, when you felt someone yank on your hair. The unknown figure pulled your hair futher down, you could see the person clearly "WTH?!" You thought to yourself. It was your dad, you could only see his face. That was enough to make you shiver.

You wiggled around trying to get outta his grasp. "P-please let...me go!" You pleaded "Why should i let a whore  go? HUH?!" "You deserve to be punished!"  Just then you felt something being stuck into you. "AGH!" "NO PLEASE , GET OUT OF ME!!!!" He thrusted into you harshly, all you felt was pain, the feeling wasnt even pleasureable. "N-ngh your so tight!!" "NOOOOOO!!!" Just then, he came inside of you. Apparently he had protection \_(-_-)_/.  He pulled out of you, and left without saying anything. You dropped onto the wet floor of the tub, broken and in pain. You couldnt stand another day in this house, you needed to get out quick, you needed a plan. But who would want to help a girl like you?

You didnt even finish showering and you got out of the shower, turned it off, and pulled the towel over your shoulders. You shivered "Erm..." you ran as fast as you could to your room and got dressed, you walked out of  the room leaving your towel on the floor of your bedroom. When you got downstairs everyone was sitting at the kitchen table. Your mom spoke "Wheres our food?" She said with a frown growing on her face, you just stood there. "Wheres the DAMN FOOD!" She said again more irrated "I...dont know." You said "Make it!" She growled "No." you said seriously "What did you say?!" "I said...no." "Basement. NOW." "No, im not going to do that, im sick of all of you! Stop beating me!" Someone grabbed both your arms and dragged you, "STOP!" "NO, you didnt listen." Your dad  pulled you down the stairs , your mom and brother trailing behind. You eventually reached your destination, and your dad let go of your hair, you hit your head on the hardwood floor.  You swung your left arm and placed your hand on the back of your head, where you have just hit. Your brother from behind took your hand off and your mom punched you in the stomach and your dad took your face in his hands. Your mom came back with belt, and took the end of the belt which was metal. She hit your face with the metal part of the belt. You screamed in agany. "Stop it!" You pleaded but they continued to hit. 

Its not going to stop...

Just give up....

Theres no point in trying...

Twenty minutes later