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:: 4 months ago ::
"Dad please stop! Stop!" I cry but he completely ignores my screams as he continues to hit me with his belt over and over again.
"How many times have I told you not to raise your damn voice at me!!" He roars at me. I fall onto the floor and crawl up into a ball, trying to protect myself against the hard leather that hit my skin. This time, I had no idea why he was angry. I just came by his office to ask him what time we were going tomorrow to meet the Pallione Family to discuss our terms of shipment and delivery. My dad always wanted me to come with him because I could always tell if drugs were pure or if they were just packs of flour.
"I'm sorry! Please stop, please it hurts, it hurts!" I sob, jerking all over the floor as the pain worsens with e
