He was trying to beat the resemblance of his wife off of Hilary’s face. He had put her in the hospital many times. “Oh no, I’m fine. I just fell.” “I got jumped on the way home from school by that new gang that’s been hanging around”. Just a few of what people would hear from Hilary regarding her trips to the emergency rooms. She covered it up well for her father’s sake, she knew he wouldn’t make it if Hilary left or was taken away from him too. So she sat through the drunken fits, the screamings, the beatings, and did her best to still be what everyone saw her as, perfection. She had perfect grades, perfect physical appearance, perfect personality, perfect boyfriend, and perfect friends. So while everyone thought her life was perfect, no one knew she was slowly being beaten to death. Until they had heard the news, she was dead. Her dad had taken it way too far this time and had beaten the life out of her. No one knew the problems she dealt with till it was all brought to light that she had passed on. The tears shed for Hilary were many and there were many broken hearts for everyone that thought her life was so perfect. There is a moral to Hilary’s