I was only ten at the time. No child should ever experience what i did..

"D-dad?"
He had a beer bottle in his hand,using his other hand to hold himself up against the wall.

I can remember the day clearly...

He stumbled closer,and closer. Fear kicked in and i ran to my room,running past the horrible smell of cannabis coming from my brothers room. I sprinted and slammed the door behind me. In a panic i looked for a hiding spot,quickly deciding under the bed i crawled under and went to a corner.

I....no one deserves it. No one.

I shut my eyes,shaking violently. Not even a minute later the door slammed open,causing the wall to crack from the impact. I was too scared to open my eyes,but i could hear his breathing. "Where are you brat?!" He yelled,and i knew he was angry. I was very hesitant but opened my eyes,seeing his muddy shoes has he walked through my room. He dropped the now empty bottle,causing it to shatter. I flinched,shaking. He opened the closet and threw my clothes around,searching.
I was scared to breath at this point.

He destroyed my room searching for me....

After what seemed to be years,he went on the floor and looked right at me. He looked furious..."There you are!" He grabbed my ankle,has much has i wanted to scream,i couldn't. All i could do was struggle. It was a useless attempt,has he was much stronger than i. He drags me out and throws me onto my bed,making me wince.

We....i didn't stand a chance.

I sobbed has he hovered over me,staring with a emotion i didn't understand yet. He started to undress me,and i know this wasn't right. I shut my eyes,feeling something cover my mouth has i slowly blacked out. The last thing i saw was him undressing me.

The next day i felt so much pain and i was so sore. I still don't fully know what he did,but i know he doesn't remember a thing.
He now beats me every night but i suppose its better than whatever he did.

Heh....

Now,onto why im here...
My name is ace,and I'm here to tell you something very important.

There is no need to be afraid of the monsters in your closet