My daddy is the best daddy ever and I will tell you why. He beats me, that’s why. He shows me that he loves me by beating me. That is okay because everyone has a different way of showing someone that they love them. (That’s what my mommy says.) My daddy shows his love with his closed fists. I love my dad. But I don’t beat him. I show love by hugging people. Different people show love in different ways. Whenever I hug
I asked my mommy why daddy hits me so much, and she said it was because he loves me. I asked her why it had to hurt so much and she cried, like she always does, and said that sometimes love hurts. One time I even had to go to the hospital because mommy was afraid daddy broke my collar bone. It feels good to know that I am loved so much that it could cause me to go to the hospital.