Cowering on the floor,waiting for him to stop throwing punches. I lay still crying and holding my breath not wanting to feel the pain anymore. Tears blurring my vision; I begin to doze off, things spinning around. As I Watch him continue to beat me, I shake. My body can't handle much more, I slump over gasping for air. I turn to him and feel my body fall over.
He looked at me with empty eyes, I blinked. Seeing nothing but black. Black as night, glazed over and shiny, not a single remorse in his body. I could smell the stench of alcohol on him. Then with one last punch, I black out.
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Broken and Nothing
Teen FictionShe ripped my shirt off and everyones eyes widened. While some jaws dropped, others started to whisper. Something in me snapped and I ran. Pushing my way through the small crowd that had gathered, I ran out of the doors to where I knew my way best...
