Chapter 8

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As the truck took my mother, my father gave me the 'get in the house' evil look, i walked towards my little sister i was shaking far too much that i could barely walk. I attempted to put my bruised arms around her, she pushed me away as if it my fault for my mothers death. Was this for real?

I then felt a big 'BANG' on my head as i turned around causing me to be dizzy extreme. what have i honestly done to deserve this? I fell to the ground as that evil man 'father' grabbed me by my ears and dragged me inside the house, he whipped me as he slid off his belt.

I beleived that i would die that second after soo much harsh time. I then heard a phonecall my father recieved which built up all my tension. I then immediately panicking for breath, nobody could hear me.

i Panted as loud as i could, but impossible. Angela then slipped in and saw me, i hinted at her to grab me a cup of water and thats as she did, i drank as if i was dying of thirst which ofcourse, that was true.

She helped me drink as i fell asleep on her weak arms all of a sudden.

I then woke up to a bright day, nothing was there for me to enjoy but having to wake up to seeing Angelas beautiful face. I rubbed my eyes, and there.. a mirror caught my eye. Funny how a simple reflection can transform my smiles into frowns. Bravery from pain to tears. Its as if a evil spell was caught up in that mirror. I've always wanted to get rid of that mirror being infront of my face but obviously, in a house like this... im afraid of getting abused. It makes me think of my last 12th birthday when my mother was making fun of the way i look and sticking the mirror in my face and cracking then beating me up because apparently, my family say i have cracked the mirror.

A male voice suddenly graced my ears shouting 'YESSS!' as if the lottery has been won, a sense of delight appealed on my toneless light brown skin. Why was i happy? Perhaps there's good news.

I then heard him say "Get the guys! and dont forget the money, otherwise i wont give you the girl to use for prostitution."

Wait a minute, was 'this' girl me?

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