Chapter Eight: Another Knock Out?

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Cara's POV
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As I stomp up to my room, listening to Chad scream at the top of his lungs at my mom, I drop everything sprint as fast as I can downstairs.
"You better stop it right now." I say with my finger in his face.
I'm breathing heavy and everything thing, I got a crazy look on my face.
"You gonna do or say something?" I scream.
I see him pick up his fist and swing it, I grab his arm and break it easy peasy lemon squeezy. Then he picks up his other arm, before he can swing, I kick him in the spot the sun does not shine. I knew that eventually I was going to severally hurt but I have to defend myself and my mother. I decide to go up to my room to do some of my homework. After I get my name written on my English homework, here comes an angry Chad through my door.
"You fucking bitch I hope you die!" He says strangling me then all of the sudden I get a punch in the face then I can no longer breathe. Then Pitch Black.

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