As I awake I was confronted by her evil devilish grin inches from my face. She said "what's in the box you little bitch." with every syllable she spit on my face make my cuts and burns hurt even more. She stood me up and threw the box at me and said "open it or I'll open your chest." I asked "why are you so interested by this old box." She said "you little smart ass I want what's in the fucking box." She shoved the knife into the flesh on my side trying to tempt me to open the box I told her "I don't know the combination to the box." She told me "
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Stitch
Teen FictionIt contains cursing reader discretion is advised. It's about a child's "trials" with his stepmother. Contains gruesome material.
