That one special letter

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It is 8 a clock in the morning when I got drag out of my bed.

I knew what was coming.

What will he do next to me. My dad will beat the living crap out of me until I stop yelling in pain.

He kicked me in my stomach  and I screamed in pain I knew he won't stop.

Blow after blow he swung at me I the face and kicked me in the stomach and finally I covered my mouth.

Once he stopped I went back into my room and took a shower.

I relaxed as the water hit my new cuts and my reopened cuts.

My whole  body went numb it felt great.

I got out of the shower and put makeup to cover my bruises and cuts.

I got dressed and got my backpack to go to school.

I got a ride from one of my best friends Karly she is amazing.

(hope u enjoy the book)

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