Betrayed

I laid there putting up with the continuous kicking and punching from him. Being pulled and thrown about the garden like a rag doll, i could feel every strand of my hair being pulled out my head. Every one hurting just as much as the last. I felt like he was kicking and punching every dream of escaping this nightmare away. Stripping me of the few happy memories i have left to keep me going, to keep me living.
But it not longer mattered that my own father was doing this to me. All i could do was stare at the kitchen window. Inside that white wooden frame, stood her... my mum.
As much pain i was in, the feeling of betrayal was stronger. She had lied to me and betrayed me. She said she would never let anything hurt me, that she would always be there to protect me because I'm her baby.

Lies