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❦❦❦ 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉'𝖛𝖊 𝖑𝖊𝖋𝖙 𝖒𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖍𝖆𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 ❦❦❦

❦ ════ •⊰❂⊱• ════ ❦♡゚・。。・゚♡゚・。💜。・゚💜𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝕴 𝕲𝖔 𝕿𝖔 𝕳𝖊𝖑𝖑, 𝕴'𝖑𝖑 𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖌 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕬𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖂𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝕸𝖊♡゚・。。・゚♡゚・。💜。・゚💜❦ ════ •⊰❂⊱• ════ ❦♡゚・。。・゚♡゚・。💜。・゚💜𝕴 𝖂𝖆𝖘 𝕬𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝕬𝖓 𝕬𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖑, 𝖀𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖑 𝕴 𝕸𝖊𝖙 𝖄𝖔𝖚, 𝕹𝖔𝖜...

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♡゚・。。・゚♡゚・。💜。・゚💜𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝕴 𝕲𝖔 𝕿𝖔 𝕳𝖊𝖑𝖑, 𝕴'𝖑𝖑 𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖌 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕬𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖂𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝕸𝖊♡゚・。。・゚♡゚・。💜。・゚💜
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♡゚・。。・゚♡゚・。💜。・゚💜𝕴 𝖂𝖆𝖘 𝕬𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝕬𝖓 𝕬𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖑, 𝖀𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖑 𝕴 𝕸𝖊𝖙 𝖄𝖔𝖚, 𝕹𝖔𝖜 𝕴'𝖒 𝕭𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝕱𝖔𝖗 𝕳𝖊𝖑𝖑♡゚・。。・゚♡゚・。💜。・゚💜
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𝙻𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: h̴̴̴̷̩̯͓͈ͥͯ̀̀̕͝o̶̶̵̢̹̒ͯ̀͟͞͡͞͡҉̶̵̧̨̛̛̀́̀̀́͢͝͞͏̧̀̕͢͢͝͡m̵͇̙̉̈́҉̶̴̶̴̶̷̸̛̀́͘͟͢͢͠͡͞͝͝҉̵̵̨̡̢̀͟͟͜͠͞͠ę̷͉͍ͥ͜͞͞͏̶̢̕͜͜͝͡͏͞
𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎: 𝚃𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎: 𝚃𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚢-𝙽𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝙰.𝙼.
𝙿𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚅𝚒𝚎𝚠: 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 
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"You bitch! You're a slut, just like your pathetic mother!" Dad yelled, slapping me roughly as he gripped my hair roughly as he spat his saliva in my face. 

"I'm sorry, father! Forgive me, I didn't mean to!" I shouted, whimpering loudly as I tried to get away from him, my eyes filled with tears due to my father's harshness. 

"Leave her alone! She's done nothing wrong, leave her out of this, Carl!" Mom exclaimed, blood running down her face as she looked at me sadly, her body weak and broken due to the beating my father gave her. 

"Shut the fuck up, slut! This is my daughter and I'll treat her as I fucking please," He growled, scoffing as he rolled his eyes at the weak woman that gave birth to me, annoyance in his grey eyes as he hit the woman he used to love with a broken beer bottle. 

“Father, please! I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!” I cried, shaking my head quickly as I whimpered and sniffed quietly, my head aching due to the tight grip of my father, the one who I thought loved me. 

“Stop whining, you bitch! Maybe if you were quieter, I would actually love you. But you just have to whine and fucking complain like your bitch of a mother!” Carl shrieked, throwing me against the wall roughly and growling angrily, veins appearing on his neck and on his forehead

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