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A growl came from behind Ava and she turned round, terrified. Her father stood behind her. His grimy hands were curled up into fists and his teeth bared on a snarl.
"What. Are. You. Doing. Here." He seethed, visibly restraining himself from attacking Ava. Ava took one look at him, whimpered "Sorry" then ran off.
She took off bare footed down the splintering steps of the run down tower building. Her father followed and they thundered past the other flats.
Suddenly Ava swung herself over the banister and jumped inside a cupboard while her father thundered on past. She stayed there, breathing heavily, until she heard he father trudge back upstairs again, growling about how 'he was gonna get that stupid child some day, and it would hurt'. Once Ava was sure he was safely in his room she stepped out of the cupboard, forgetting about her blood stained clothes and face, and sprinted silently out the building.

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