The rest of her night

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Brooklyn took her headphones off at the appearance of her brother. "What do you want?" She asked. "I don't want nothing, bitch. I just wanna do what I'm here for." Brooklyn wanted to yell out, that he was gonna abuse him, but she already knew how that goes. Her parents won't listen and this will just cause him to continue. Brooklyn sighed and said nothing but stared at a wall, as he started hitting her legs, causing bruises to appear. He left after a few minutes, and Brooklyn was left with bruises and was crying hard again. She grabbed the razors, slitting her wrist once more, and turned her music back up. She washed away the blood and fell asleep to the sounds of her music in her ears.

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