Abuse

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I hear the shouting out side grew louder as my farther nears my room I close my eyes tightly  hoping he would leave me alone. As he opens the door I start trembling I run under my desk looking for my knife but just as I pick it up hear his loud voice echoing in the small room "shay get out here this second you filthy slut!" I feel tears slowly drip down my face he never use to be like this why did he have to change? Well now he shall suffer as I have.

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