Five hours later, while he was sleeping, I managed to Yoda do or do not there isno try shirt. Cell phones weren’t a thing in the mid-nineties, so I snuck out and walked home at two in the morning. I had to pound on my parent’s door because my keys and my wallet weren’t in the pants that I had tearfully pulled on some twenty minutes before. When my father answered I could see the anger and shame on his face. I told him that everyone was right about me, that I was a little girl and a pussy. I was crying so hard he didn’t know what to do. When he walked into his bedroom to get dressed, I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a steak knife. I turned my wrist up and drove that knife right into it.

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