Four years later...

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Ah! I shout as my (soon to be step dad) drops a beer glass on my face."ot oh" he says in a sarcastic tone, I run towards the bathroom to detect three marks on my jaw, I walk out side and see my mom taking pain killers, uh i moan than I jump out the door and grab my backpack.

I run to the school to see some kids being pick on by some older kids,i run towards one of the older kids and hit him in the back of the head casing him to fall to the ground.As i look up I see the other kid running at me, I stand up to be only knock down by his punch to my face,I get back up and he hits me in the face,he laughs and says'' im going to do you like that gang member did your father''"dont ever mention that day" I shout. he throws another punch I move so it hits the wall.then I hit his arm with my elbow he screams in agony, than I pick up a pole off the night dark cement and hit his jaw he looks at me crying,he stutters ''wha wha wha uh uh na na''I drop the pole on the ground and walk away.

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