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I returned home to the devil himself. My grandma came down to, so that I could attend the funeral for Mama. But he won't let me go, him the monster I live with. The one who killed my only light in the world. He won't even let me just me he doesn't even need to go. But can I go. NO. Because he is a monster. I start to cry and weep and sob I can't hold it in. I cry for what seems like hours, but soon I stop like someone put a cork between all the emotions flowing out of me. I wait for him to come as to day is the first I will see him since the incident. I start to cook dinner not really knowing what to make. Before I can decide he walks in. I hear his large foot steps.
Yay I love cliff hangers.
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The journey that didn't lead back home
Ficção AdolescenteShe was tired of it. So she just decided to runaway but never will go back home. Or can she really ever find a place called home. Picture is mine
