Prologue: I'm the bitch that's getting slapped to next Tuesday

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"-you fucking asshole!" was all I heard when I ran down stairs and found my devil wrenched mother yelling at my lovely brother, David.

"C'mon! Mom. I think Rosie needs this. She hasn't had a normal life. And I think if she-" David stop short when he finally noticed my presence. His body shifted as if he was suddenly uncomfortable. My mother turned around just to see what surprised him. She didn't dare have second thought of me, and continued the conversation.

"What are you two discussing?" I blurted out. I had no clue why I had said that. Right now I might be the one to die today. I broke the rule in this house. Not to talk to without without turn.

My mother walks up in my direction without her eyes off mine. Her hand went up. The last thing I saw was the light. The last thing I heard was laughter. The last thing I touched was the air. The last thing I wanted was to stay here any longer.

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Just a start I guess...

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