The monster

The monster

A Story by Terri phelps
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When mommy leaves him He starts drinking and becomes someone else "the monster"

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There he goes again drinking
Why can't daddy see that he's not him when he's drinking
He tries to erase her memory
The day mommy left
He turns into a monster
He forgets that he's a father
He thinks that everyone is against him
When everyone is trying to help him
I sit there on the couch quietly trying to pretend that he's the same person that loves me
He yanks me up and starts yelling at me telling me it's my fault that mommy left
"Daddy why you doing this
Don't you remember it's me your little girl"
Before I knew it I'm on the ground my face black and blue
The monster has taken over his body
He doesn't know what he's doing
I know better not to cry bc that's weakness in his eyes
I wait to be sent to my room so I can cry quietly on my pillow and pray to God to help him get better
He tells me to pick myself up grab him another beer and go to my room
I do as I'm told and there I am on my bed praying and crying to God to please help him
I cried myself to sleep like I do every night
I wake up to go to school I knew I would have to think of a lie of why my face is like this
I know I should just tell the truth but I'm scared
I don't want to leave daddy like mommy did he needs me
I get into class and the teacher noticed right away
This hasn't been the first that I went to school with bruises on my face, arms, and legs
she tells me to step outside so she can talk
She asked what happened and at that moment I couldn't help but tell her the truth
Before its to late
Maybe I can still save him
I've been lying for way to long
She called the police
The person that was there for me whenever no one else was
Gone outta my life
Just like that
At first it started with just a beer then it lead to more and more drinking
Not knowing if I'll ever see him again
Few months down the road I'm in a house full of kids that is going through the same tragedy as me
I can't help but think of daddy and how much I still miss the warmth of his hugs and the "I love yous"
I can still smell his cologne
And it just brings tears in my eyes
That night I went to bed and prayed that same prayer I prayed to God to help my daddy get better. a few years down the road We met face to face and he cried when he seen me gave me a hug and told me he was sorry for every pain that he caused me. He said he stopped drinking and at that moment I knew God had finally answered my prayer and fought the monster that was within
We could start fresh and become a family again and this time their would be just us again like it was before

© 2014 Terri phelps


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Added on December 20, 2014
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Terri phelps
Terri phelps

Salem, IL



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I'm 21 and I starting writing when I got really depressed and it really helped me cope a lot and I enjoy it so now I do it for fun more..

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