Tommi
Tommi By r.gold By fourteen, I had come to realize that my home life was tedious experience. A zealous father who felt that religion and God's will would take care of our needs. A beautiful mother who believed in the sanctity of marriage and obedience to her husband. And I was an only child with no one else to bear witness to the turmoil. I was always the brunt of my father's anger and frustration. I would hear his raging daily. "That kid is a freak of nature. This is...