dead fathers box

pain grabs the daughter's chest as she opens the door and grabs the box her stomach went to her mouth as she picked it up and took it inside memories of last year's passed by her back of her eyelids now her eyes are red hot flames daughter now opens the ashes of a so-called man of three girls a disgrace to even have his blood to be running through my veins as I the oldest to take care of things I said and run my fingers through the ashes asking how could he have stolen my life from me and have treated me like that only leaving us so he could help raise a race car driver he told us girls we will put here to please a man in any shape form or fashion at least that's what he said as he held the gun to my head now I'm off to the mental ward because he has really messed me up I did father came back a year later in a box but you know that doesn't bring back a little girl's virginity! written by Rhonda Kendrick