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KOPYKAT SHOW LOUNGE I didn't know what else to do. Years of what I felt was abuse culminating with my mother making me wait in my bedroom for my father to get home, "then maybe you would learn your lesson," my mother stated. So, I sat and waited for the, no other way to describe it, a "SPANKING" that was coming but was undeserved. My teacher at the newly formed Christian school had added a few comments to my report card, probably just to justify his existence. The first commit was...