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(listen to 'daddy issues' by the neighborhood for better experience if you wish :))

Kaira Henderson:

'I'm going!" I inform loudly from down the stairs as I adjust my oversized grey jacket properly. It was quite cold nowadays so I just decided to wear a plain white shirt with Tom's jacket zipped up, that was obviously oversized for me, along my grey sweatpants with Nike Air force One's.

"Okay!" Cole yells back, confirming that he heard me. With that, I start getting on one knee to tie my shoe laces, my hair in a high pony.

"Be safe!" Yells Tom from upstairs. Tom and Cole were upstairs, playing board games with the twins.

"I will!" I replied as I tighten my shoe laces, and with that, I left the house.

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I started walking down the quiet and empty street with my headphones on. It was exceptionally late for the people around here, so not a lot of people were waking and driving here at this time, it was 9:52PM. Only a few cars from probably some night shifts.

I wanted to go out for a walk because I think I deserve some peace and quiet after everything that's happened, and there's many more things to come. Not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

Jake has been in jail for almost a week so far, and now our lives have been going great ever since. Our injuries from Jake had started to heal and everything was slowly starting to fall in place again.

I finally had the chance to stop and peacefully think about life. And just like that, I just now realize how messed up my life is.

You ask me what I'm thinking about.

My mother died.

I tell you that I'm thinking about.

The only person I could tell anything and everything to.

Whatever your thinking about.

Tears started streaming down my face at the memories of my mom laughing and hugging us as she finally comes back from work.

Tell me something that I'll forget.

My dad is abusive and killed my mother. He killed her without any hesitation.

And you might have to tell me again.

I mean, I can't really blame myself for crying at the moment.

It's crazy what you do for a friend.

I'm so overwhelmed with everything that has happened. I never thought much about it because it was always 'in the moment', but now when everything is coming together at once, is a bit hard to take. Especially since I have to look strong for my siblings.

Go ahead and cry, little girl.

My dad is f-

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt someone, or something, grab me, my headphones and iPod falling down in the process. What the hell? I tried opening my mouth but nothing came out other than my confused mumbled screams, their hand was blocking it.

If you have an abusive father, you would know a few tricks to save yourself. I didn't think I would use these tricks this soon, but oh well.

While there was a hand on my mouth and I was being dragged to somewhere I couldn't see, I used my elbow, and hit it against the person, possibly against their sensitive part. I could tell that they're taller than me.

I did hear a deep grunt come from the bottom of their throat and loosen their grip on me a bit, but not enough for me to escape. Wow, they must be strong. I then felt them fiddle with their pocket, and in a matter of seconds, put something on their hand and forcefully making me smell it.

And just like that, the next thing I know...

...is that I'm unconscious.








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