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Hit after hit, blood splatter after blood splatter, tear after tear, and punch after punch. This was my nightly beating that would not be stopped by anyone but my father. My mother's cries would only encourage him to continue the fight to hurt me. He would only stop if he was to tried to go on or if he had something better to do which wasn't likely. So I lay there on the cold hard kitchen floor, almost lifeless until I found the strength to carry myself into bedroom and full into a painful sleep. This was my life and it was not ending anytime soon unless I was able to graduate and get the hell out of here.
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Beaten, Broken, Loved, then Fixed
Teen Fictionbeing beaten happens to many kids, Harry grew up with an abusive father and a mother who didn't care. he its counting the days until her can finally leave his hell of a home. with bullies at school that make school a hell it only made things harder...
