I scramble underneath the bed, curling into a ball while I sob, watching your feet pace in front of the bed.

"P-please- please I'm sorry! I'm really sorry, miss! I won't do it again! Please forgive me! Just this once!! I beg you! I'm sorry!"

I'm sobbing hysterically, afraid at what you'll do once you get your hands on me. If only I hadn't tripped and dropped your plate of dinner on the floor...

Suddenly, you grab the side of the bed and flip it, revealing me underneath, free for you to grab me. I scream and cower seeing your raw strength. You're always strong when you're angry.

I scramble to my knees grabbing onto your leg, hugging and kissing it frantically while begging and apologizing. I can't stop crying, afraid that I might die today or worse...