I heard the scream.
I cared.
I wanted to help.
But I couldn't intervene.
Or it'd happen to me too.
Or I'd end up getting killed.
Whichever he preferred.
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When my stepfather was done with my sister, he through her out of the room. I went into the hall, picked her up, and took her to my room. I rocked her and sang to her until she finished crying. I laid her in my bed and tucked her in as soon as she fell asleep. I got up and grabbed my jacket, shoes, phone, and left. I had to walk. Walk and think.
How could he do this?
My sister is only nine!
And my mom....... where's my mom?
She should've been home hours ago.
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This was just a little taste. Just to experiment and see if people liked it. Should I continue?
Yes? Thank you Shawty :P
No? Smh. You ain't nothin' but a dusty possum.
Kthanksbye. Smooches!
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Rescue Me {A Prodigy Tragedy\Love Story}
FanfictionLife ain't always easy. Matter of fact, it's never easy. Sometimes you just need a saving grace to come and rescue you.
