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Jewjew.
I hated it when he called me that. Jewjew is dead. She died a long time ago. She was a happy little girl who loved her father and thought he was an amazing person. He killed Jewjew when she finally witnessed him hitting her mother. Her brother, Jasper, tried to help their mother, so then their father shifted his focus onto Jasper. Jewjew screamed helplessly, hoping that maybe her father would look at her and see how scared she was. He didn't even glance.
I kept my head against the door and began pinching my arm, hoping that maybe all of this was just a dream. Unfortunately, it wasn't. I finally turned around and looked directly into the eyes of my father. I tried searching for any ounce of empathy, but there wasn't even a drop. He smiled, but at the fact that he could see and maybe even taste the fear in me. Me and mother's demise was his favorite food, his favorite show, and his favorite song.
