Chapter7-The pain kills me like a red thornes

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Within a second she pulled my ear and dragged me to the wood room where she whipped me10 times.at every whip a warm silky blood drooled out of my back and on to the cement .it even looked like bloody rain .after ten my back was filled with 10 000 bee stings all so swollen like a warm hard rock pillow

 

My tears dropped out like rain drops pitter patter pitter patter as my stepmother show great envy in how great it felt to slap me with the rope.

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