chapter 1

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I was in the park.
Again.

I was crying.
Again.

My father had hurt me.
Again.

I don't know why I wore a white shirt today. I knew what he was going to do when I came home from school. I could tell by the look on his face. He beat me even worse than usual. My once white shirt was now stained crimson from my own blood. I had a deep gash on my cheek and my pants had been ripped at the knees from sliding and falling to much. Daddy was cursing at me the whole time. I didn't cry in front of him, or else that would make me look weak which would make him beat me even more. I endured through the pain with clenched teeth until he left to go drinking with his friends. When I was sure he was gone I ran out of the house and went to the park next to the forest down the street. Tears were filling my eyes. I couldn't get to the woods fast enough. I sat down behind a tree and started to cut. I let all my tears fall. I knew I was doing too much. There was a lot of blood. I decided that i didn't care. I decided that I wanted to die. Just as I was about to make that happen, I was tackled to the ground.

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