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She sat in the corner. Its dark. Pitch black. She cant see a thing yet she knows hes there. Its only 4pm all the curtains are shit and lights switched off. She tries to hide in his wadrobe. Scramblimg in there she hears heavy footsteps as he walks in. She tries to stop breathing. She didnt move. Her only goal was to make it out of here tonight. The footsteps got closer. She closes her eyes and thinks of a place shes happy. She thinks of the glittering tiver she went to every night. The bridge towering over it where she sat. Suddenly a hand dug into her shoulder. She bit her lip trying not to make a sound. His thumb dug into her coller bone asif he was trying to crush it. He slowly crouched infront of her and leant to her ear. "Its not that easy" he whispered. His voice was low and soothing but she trembled knowing what the words meant. His hand moved to her upper arm. Pulling he commanded she get to her feet. Slowly she stood up looking down to the floor hiding her face with her long hair. He pulled her towards the stairs. She gave out a little help as he held the cuts from the night before. He stepped backwards and placed her infront of him. She closed her eyes and braced her self for what was comming. He laughed a little and pushed her. She tumbled down the stairs until she reached the bottom hitting her head on a radiator. She let out a tear trying not to show she was crying. He came down following her and pulled her hair until she stood up. He dragged her into the livving room and punched her in the stomach. She fell to the ground. Again and again he stabbed her with his fists so much so she spat blood. He made sure to miss her face. Nobody would notice then. She covered up everything anyway. He strikes her ribcage. Shes laid on the floor now. He sits beside her waiting to hear the three words she would always say no matter what. Coughing she manages to whisper " i love you ". He smiles gets up and walks away. This is not the end she knows that. Slowly she lifts her hand and places it onto the black leather sofa. In pain she sits up. Letting out a few tears before he walks back in. He picks her up and sits her on the sofa as he lays down. Patting the empty space infrint of him she gradually moves to lay infront of him. He slides his hand on to her stomach and whispers into her ear "i know you do, i love you too and i will be the only one to ever love you... you know why that is?" Looking at his hand she nods. A sharp pain hits her leg. "I said you know why that is?" He spits. She whispers with every painful breath she has" yes, because i am me and i am fat. I am ugly. I am worthless. I am unwanted and unloveable to all. Nobody can love a girl like me." He chuckles and another punch is thrown on to her leg. His places his hand back on to her stomach. A tear falls on to his arm. "Are you crying?" He laughs. "You are actually crying. I told you your not allowed to cry". In a panic she rushes the words "im sorry, i didnt mean to cry". Her stomach felt serveral sharp pains as if she was being stabbed. His clenched fist hit again and again untill her body turned purple. The doorbell rang. He got up and answered to what was her parents. She let out a sigh of relif and clammbered to her feet. They came into the room and saw she was pale but never thought to look anywhere else but her face. As she limbed out side she looked back to the face that would haunt her forever. She was free .... for now

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