"Behind the door was where bad things happen. No matter how many blankets I used or extra pairs of panties I wore. None of it mattered. The monster always came. His face obscured in the shadows, partially hidden behind the cloak rack. Hot breath breathing over my face as soon as I closed my eyes."
By the time Sarah Jane was seven she’d started to fear coming home. Her Mother’s stern words and threats were countered by her Dad’s kindness. But then things take a turn and the monster isn’t staying away. This is her story of escaping from a life of neglect and sexual abuse.
First off, it started with "Chapter 2" then abruptly ended what seemed to be the middle of Chapter 5. This was probably the poorest written "book" (and I use that term loosely) I have ever read. A complete waste of time. If I could give zero stars I would!
This is a story where the author has pooled her own life experiences so that others can benefit that there is life after such an awful childhood. Though I found the story grim at times (not my usual read) the characters sat well and the story flowed. I genuinely could not stop reading it and so hats off to the author for being brave enough in confronting her own demons to tell a throughly thought provoking book.