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"Stop, please, just leave her alone," I hear myself yell louder than I have ever yelled before as I see him hitting my mom in our kitchen. She's on the floor and yelling at me to run but I can't leave her like this and even if I wanted to I couldn't move. As he heads towards me he grabs me by my hair and pulls me down. 

"You want some of this, do you? Are you as big a whore as your mother?"

"Leave her alone, she has nothing to do with this, you're drunk and you need to leave before I call the cops," my mom is yelling now. 

"Ha, cops! What are they going to do other than take your precious daughter from you? They will look you up and who do you think they will believe: a man who has no history of violence and an upstanding citizen or a known whore who has been picked up on numerous occasions? What do you think, Kelsey?" My mom was far from perfect but she tried her best. When he kneels down near me I see the knife in his hand, he brings it up to my neck and then trails it down to my stomach. "Want me to leave some marks on you too so that you remember who is in charge?" 

"I said leave her alone!" There is a loud crash and a bang then yelling and then nothing but darkness…

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