I am thinking about calling the cops on him, but I can't, I am too afraid... Not because I think he will beat me again, his azz will be in jail for good, bu because I don't know what will happen to my life, where will I live... My dad and the house we live in is all I've got.
Ok, here is how it all started. I am 17, a guy, and the girl I kissed is my first girlfriend ever... My dad has always had anger issues. Since watching the Duggars, HE GOT THIS CRAZY IDEA that there should be no kissing before marriage! ! ! WHAT THE HELL!!! I HATE THAT SHOW, THAT IS INSANE ! ! ! I wanna be able to do what I want to do , when ever I want to do it... I will have sex with my gf anyways, I don't care, I just have to let these bruises heal.
Anyways, I was in the town park and was making out with my gf. My dada was comming back from work and he saw me. We talked about the no kissing thing before, but I just nodded my head and wondered when this man is gonna leave the 13th century. STUPID DUGGARS! I can't believe that he is influenced by that retarded show, WHAT KIND OF A FATHER IS HE?
So when I came back home, he took a wooden kooking spoon and beet me accross my back and face and legs... I ran out of the house, and that's how it ended. This was two days ago, since then, I can't sleep.
WHAT SHOULD I DO?
Ok, here is how it all started. I am 17, a guy, and the girl I kissed is my first girlfriend ever... My dad has always had anger issues. Since watching the Duggars, HE GOT THIS CRAZY IDEA that there should be no kissing before marriage! ! ! WHAT THE HELL!!! I HATE THAT SHOW, THAT IS INSANE ! ! ! I wanna be able to do what I want to do , when ever I want to do it... I will have sex with my gf anyways, I don't care, I just have to let these bruises heal.
Anyways, I was in the town park and was making out with my gf. My dada was comming back from work and he saw me. We talked about the no kissing thing before, but I just nodded my head and wondered when this man is gonna leave the 13th century. STUPID DUGGARS! I can't believe that he is influenced by that retarded show, WHAT KIND OF A FATHER IS HE?
So when I came back home, he took a wooden kooking spoon and beet me accross my back and face and legs... I ran out of the house, and that's how it ended. This was two days ago, since then, I can't sleep.
WHAT SHOULD I DO?