painful Questions

Today was a day of questions was once ask question with a light over head and siting in a chair with a mirror in front of me. it was my dad asking the same question over and over expecting a different answer. I was 9 years old and I spent the whole night in that chair. "It was your fault you baby sister has a scar on her nose for the rest of her life". "Did you send the dog after her". "Why did you send the dog after her"?

I never sent the dog after my baby sister. I would never do that. She had food in her hand and the dog wanted it. I wasn't even home when this happened.My Dad being at work all day didn't want to believe me. I was 9 and I had to lie. The sun was coming up and school was in 3 hours. I needed to lie to him. My face was covered in tears. With my hands over my eyes. All I saw was my dad teeth as he yelled at me. I went to look him in the eye and lie. I ended up looking at my self in the mirror and lied to myself. I will never forget that day. Even though my parents have forgotten. This was a day of pure insanity and only I saw the truth.