Ugly Duckling

It was a long time ago.

I was five.

I think.

Daddy took me bowling since my mother was out with friends.

I had never been bowling.

He promised me it was fun.

If only he'd been referencing the bowling, then.

We played three games.

He beat me in the first two.

He let me win on the last.

We ate pizza and drank soda.

Mom never let me have soda before.

After, we turned in our ugly bowling shoes and left.

Mom was still out by the time we got home.

That was the first night my father raped me.

Did I make you hurt yourself, Sweetie?
No, Daddy. You made me ugly.