PROLOGUE

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"He's come back"she thinks. She quickly hides and curls up small under the bed in the master bedroom.
She hears him move towards the bed and panic overwhelms her,forcing the air from her lungs.He looks under the bed and their She is trying her best not to anger him again but before she says or does anything, he holds her by her legs and pulls her out.Adrenaline pumps into her bloodstream, doubling her heart rate.She feels like she can't breath anymore.
"You fucking pussy,what did I tell you about testing my patience huh?".The tall light, beard man says stinking of cigarettes and alcohol. Ohh fuck his drunk again she thinks. Putting her out of her thoughts he slaps her hard on her right cheek.
"Please, please, please " she begs but he drags her by her hair towards the bed."strip for me" he commands but she sits still crying as if she can't hearor see him."you fucking where,I said strip now!!!"he shouts but she doesn't move a muscle.
He moves towards her and holds her hard on her throat and the Metalic taste of fear rises in her throat.i can't breathe, I can't breathe. She breathe slow and shallow and the lights go off.

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