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he sat up

his face wet with tears

he had been crying

he was shaking

beads of sweat rolling down

his forehead

the nightmares were back

he looked at his alarm clock

it read 3:00

he heard raging footsteps

coming up the stairs

his mother

the doorknob rattled

he had learned to keep

his door locked

she banged on the door

screaming at her son

but her screams soon turned to sobs

ever since her husband left her

his dad

she had been drinking

not that she didn't drink before

but i guess that was one

of the reasons he left

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