My Great Escape

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preface

i sat in our basement, blood running down my face. every day, when my dad got home from work, he would drag me out of  the basement by my long, cocoa brown hair. i tried not to scream or cry, for that was what he wanted. although it made him try harder, and hurt me more. my mom tries to help, but when hes around she hits us too so she can save herself. she has no job,because my dad forbids her, in fear that she'll tell. my brother and i sit in silence, all day long. waiting for the abuse. we dont attend school, and he faked our deaths so people wouldnt know what happens in our house at night. and when hes done with us, he throws us down the stairs.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 25, 2011 ⏰

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