My 8-year-old shaved my daughter’s head hours before prom. I was furious until she pointed at the boyfriend and said, “He hurts her.” Then she held up a toy recorder and pressed play. His voice filled the room, detailing his plan for prom night. My husband blocked the door, but the boyfriend just smirked at him and said, “You really don’t want to do this, Mr. Adams… and you know why.”
The scream that tore through our Saturday morning was a sound of pure, primal violation. It was my eldest daughter, Kayla, and I was running before my feet fully hit …
My 8-year-old shaved my daughter’s head hours before prom. I was furious until she pointed at the boyfriend and said, “He hurts her.” Then she held up a toy recorder and pressed play. His voice filled the room, detailing his plan for prom night. My husband blocked the door, but the boyfriend just smirked at him and said, “You really don’t want to do this, Mr. Adams… and you know why.” Read More