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I was lying there on the cold hard floor. I tried to get up but I kept slipping. My head was bloody from him slamming me into the dreser and i had a huge gash on my head.

I looked in between my legs and I saw that I was bleeding pretty bad down there. I forced myself up to reach the phone. After a few failed attempts, I finally got a hold of it and I called 911.

I tried to tell them what happened but I couldnt talk. What did come out were little screeches.

The next thing I knew, I felt light headed and tumbled on the floor. I was loosing consciousness and I knew if help didnt arrive soon, then i would die here alone. So i started praying.

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