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During a sleepover, a friend even knocked a hole in the sheetrock as we rode sleeping bags down the basement stairs like sleds. I woke up still aching from the lashes, which had left bruised stripes on my back and thighs and forearms in the pattern of the braided belt my father wore. My mind was addled, ringing, half-delirious. Eventually, with a little coaxing, I told a teaching assistant what had happened.
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You gotta love a family photo, especially those that show tender moments shared by a father and her daughter. You can just imagine just how much love can be seen in one photo. But when the little girl blossoms into this beautiful young lady, that super tight bond diminishes. Eventually, mug shots had to be taken and, oh boy, the results turned out to be extremely hilarious and embarrassing.
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