I crawl away from my spot on the bed. I make my way to my closet very slowly, and very quietly, afraid he will hear my footsteps from downstairs.
Once inside my closet, I shut the door, and crawl into the far back corner. Trying to make myself as invisible as possible.
I hear footsteps enter my room, and immediately smell the alcohol in the mans breath.
I hold my breath, and try to slow down my heart rate, afraid he will hear it if it too loud.
Just as I think I hear the footsteps leaving, my closet door opens. And the man's eyes find mine.
My father's eyes.
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Chloe is a 14 year old girl who gets abused by her father. But what happens when her best friends find out about it? Will they help her? Will they only make things worse?