The door slammed open, causing the whole hut to shudder. Lilia's father stormed in, his ears were bright red and his face was twisted in drunken rage. "LILIA!" he screamed from the door way.
Lilia shrunk backward trying to make herself as small as possible against her bed. It didn't seem to help though, because her father noticed her and came rushing forward with his arm raised angrily.
Lilia whimpered and covered her head fearfully, and I knew what was about to come. On a sudden impulse I stood up and placed myself between Lillia and the raging bull that was her father. "If you do that I will call the police and report this as child abuse." I threatened.