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----As dad walks in with the movers, Mike finishes the last blood splatter on the wall. "OK so just take everything," dad says. "Wait! What about the things we want to keep?" I asked. "Fuck that shit you can get new stuff." "No! I want to keep everything in my room!" I yelled in his face. "I don't care what you want!"  He yelled back which made the movers look at each other. "Come on Vanessa, I will help you." Mike said softly. "Take everything! But the rooms, leave the things in the rooms!" Dad ordered the movers around as Mike and I headed to my room. As Mike walked down the hallway a mover walked up to him, "Hey what happened here?" "Nothing! Get out of my face!" Mike yelled at the man. The mover just walked away, giving me a look as if he wanted to see me. As we entered my room, I backed away back into the hallway and quickly ran to the bathroom. On the way there a mover stopped me,"What do you want?" I whispered. "What really happened here?" The mover asked. "Nothing!" I said. As I walked away he grabbed, "Tell me now or you will regret it!" He threatened me. "No stop! Let go of me!" I said pushing him away. He grabbed my arm and yanked me into the bathroom. As he closed the door "Stop!!!! Fuck off!!! Leave me alone!! Let me go!!!" I said. He ripped my shirt off as me pushed me back into the bathtub. "Stop!! Please!!" I cried knowing what he was going to do to me. Rape me.

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