John Martinez had never been angrier in his life. "You did what?!" Jennifer flinched at the anger in his voice. "I-I went t-to the party you told me not go to..." "And what happened?" "I-I drank some alcohol accidentally..." John slammed his fist on the table. "How could you drink some accidentally?!" He shouted. "You chose to drink it!" "I did not!"
John threw his glass of whiskey at Jennifer. He gasped when he saw he had made a long cut on Jennifer's arm. John immediately went to her and hugged her. "I'm so sorry." Fourteen year old Jennifer hugged him back. "It's okay," she told him. "Accidents happen."
That's what Jennifer thought until a dark purple bruise found its way onto her left arm. She faced the horrible truth. Jennifer was her father's punching bag. Something that he could take his anger out on.
The torment went on until John was finally caught and dragged off to jail. Jennifer then was adopted by her friend Alex and her family.
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Scars
Short StoryWhile most girls have bracelets or tattoos decorating their arms, Jennifer has scars. Jennifer's story of how she deals with the scars on her arms, and the scars on her heart.
