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I was five years old. My mother was lying in a pool of blood. My father, standing over her with a hunting knife in his hand. My brother was laughing. “Daddy, you make a big mess. You kill all the bad girls, yeah Daddy, ” Trystan said, while I screamed.
In her bedroom, Cathie was screaming too. My father growled at me. “Shut that damn baby up.”
— Mar 06, 2021 08:13AM
I was five years old. My mother was lying in a pool of blood. My father, standing over her with a hunting knife in his hand. My brother was laughing. “Daddy, you make a big mess. You kill all the bad girls, yeah Daddy, ” Trystan said, while I screamed.
In her bedroom, Cathie was screaming too. My father growled at me. “Shut that damn baby up.”
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Fbr with my new friend Ann♡
I was five years old. My mother was lying in a pool of blood. My father, standing over her with a hunting knife in his hand. My brother was laughing. “Daddy, you make a big mess. You kill all the bad girls, yeah Daddy, ” Trystan said, while I screamed.
In her bedroom, Cathie was screaming too. My father growled at me. “Shut that damn baby up.”
— Mar 06, 2021 07:28PM
I was five years old. My mother was lying in a pool of blood. My father, standing over her with a hunting knife in his hand. My brother was laughing. “Daddy, you make a big mess. You kill all the bad girls, yeah Daddy, ” Trystan said, while I screamed.
In her bedroom, Cathie was screaming too. My father growled at me. “Shut that damn baby up.”
c a r í
is 18% done
Fbr with my new friend Ann♡
I was five years old. My mother was lying in a pool of blood. My father, standing over her with a hunting knife in his hand. My brother was laughing. “Daddy, you make a big mess. You kill all the bad girls, yeah Daddy, ” Trystan said, while I screamed.
In her bedroom, Cathie was screaming too. My father growled at me. “Shut that damn baby up.”
— Mar 06, 2021 08:11AM
I was five years old. My mother was lying in a pool of blood. My father, standing over her with a hunting knife in his hand. My brother was laughing. “Daddy, you make a big mess. You kill all the bad girls, yeah Daddy, ” Trystan said, while I screamed.
In her bedroom, Cathie was screaming too. My father growled at me. “Shut that damn baby up.”
