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        He started to kick her. Now I'm full of rage. I try everything to get out. I fell backwards.
        "I'm just getting started" he leaves the room then comes back with a knife he comes to me bends down "now it's your tearn but your will be much worse" he brings the knife to my arm and digs onto my skin I want to scream but I wont give him the satisfaction.
  

          "I will not stop until you say sorry" I start to laughing "I will never say anything to you" "Then you choose to die what a pity what about your sister" I stopped and thought of my sister "fine I'm sorry" "see that wasn't that heard".

             He let me go "now get the fuck out of my face" I didn't run I slowly started to walk away when I got up the stairs I stopped and looked down at my arm. My arm is covered in blood "God damn it" Now I'm making my way to the bathroom cleaning it up "Son of a bitch" It hurts now that I'm done I take to go to sleep   

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