Bitten

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Great, just what i need. Another person to see the abuse of my father but never do anything about it. I sighed and watched as a boy and a girl walked out the truck. The boy had pale skin, with black hair that stopped at the middle of his back resembling a warrior from way back in the day. I didn't have time to look at the girl because they both turned and looked at me. We stared at each other for a minute then i walked away from the window.

I strolled into my closet and pulled on a pair of skinny jeans that were ripped down the front and a long black fitted V-cut shirt. I pulled my hair up into a ponytail and stuck on black converse. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Surprise surprise.

"Ashley." I heard my mom say from the other side.

"Go away." I demanded

I grabbed my backpack and a jacket then stormed out my room. I pushed pass my mom and ran down stairs and out the house.

The Maryland sun felt amazing on my skin. It wasn't too hot, but wasn't too cold either.

I was actually enjoying the walk until...

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