Mary was such a calm girl,she would easily give up her right to anyone who challenged her. But this faithful Monday she had alot to deal with Her mental health was bruised,she felt so overwhelmed,lost and confused She knew that she had to take a stand if not she would never ever be healed and at this point her healing was more and so much more than fears. Just then,her step father walked in through the corridor door,she could hear his foot steps and she knew that he was approaching her room again. She quickly stood up from her bed,she checked her time and this was 12:13am. Just has he was about to yelled at her with his deep,drunken voice.Mary looked right into his eyes and utter"Dont you dare" I am no longer you punching bag. https://ecency.com/hive-161155/@daily.prompt/3-november-2025-mariannewests-freewrite-writing-prompt-day-2910-dont-you-dare