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Clockys Family

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(This is all in Clockys pov)
I was in my room when my abusive dad called me downstairs. I went downstairs and like usual he shouted at me because I didn't get his beer."Dad your too drunk you gotta stop drinking" I told him face to face. My dad told me"shut up you little bitch". He punched me in my chest. I fell backwards and wheeze for breath. My dad shouted at me to get up and get his beer. "NO DAD!!" I shouted at him. He took a step forward drunkily and said"what did you just say to me?"He took out a pocket knife he had ever since he was a kid and marked a circle of blood on the right side of my mouth. He held me against the wall as he did this.I screamed in pain. My mam of course wasn't there. She was out hooking up with other men. He then dragged me by the ear and threw me in my room and locked me in.I wasn't that concerned but I had to get to a bathroom, luckily I had a bathroom in my bedroom. I quickly covered my mouth with a lot of toilet paper.I noticed that the circle he made was the perfect fit for my watch with straps. I got my watch and put where the circle was. It was perfect. I couldn't go to school since my dad locked me in my room. I texted my friend to tell him what happened. He was furious. He was going to call child services.I told him no, that will make him kill me and you.The days went by so slowly.They felt like years.My dad would slip bread under the door for me to eat. I had a large gap underneath my door so that was how he gave me food. I started becoming depressed and antisocial. I still talked to my friend.He was the only one who talked to me. My mam came back from her 'business trip'.I told her what happened underneath the door. She was shocked. She wentto my dad and tried to stop him. But really, my dad just convinced her that I was a mistake.Every so often,my mam would tell me that I was a mistake and that i should have never been born at the door. One night I went to the bathroom because I couldn't bear it. I looked at a knife beside my watch.I started losing my mind at that point. My dad came into the room to hurt me. But when he saw a crazed look on my face, he slowly backed towards the door and locked myself once again. I shouted "What's wrong? Don't you want to have some fun.The time will go by so fast! But all its doing now is going, Tik, Tok, Tik, Tok. I wasnt scarf anymore. I was having fun. I didn't touch the knife. A few more days passed.Thats when I really went crazy. I went to the bathroom,Picked up the knife and slowly carved out the circle my dad marked me. For once, it wasn't painful. I took the chunk of flesh out,and I put the watch in the hole. I sewed the the straps of the watched to me so the watch couldn't get out. I used superglue to really make sure it didn't get out. I had a window in my room. But my room was three stories up. Back then I was to scared to jump. I told myself I would do it the next day. So I slept peacefully for once. I get changed into a black flannel hoodie, storm grey ripped jeans the next day. I tied my black lace boots. I waited till night to do this. I opened the window successfully. My dad walked in as I was about to jump. "Lucier, what are you doing" He said slowly walking towards me. "Nothing dad. Except I'm getting out of this hell HOLE.BAI FUCKER*holds up middle finger with the two hands*" I said as I fell backwards. I had a knife on my boot just in case.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 26, 2019 ⏰

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