"CHAMBERBLYN GRACE STEPHENS! GET YOU'RE BUTT DOWN HERE!" My father yelled. I slowly creeped down the stairs at the pace of a snail. I peered around the corner and he was sitting in the LayZ boy with two empty beer bottles on the floor beside him and one half empty in his hand. "CHAMBERLYN NOW." He screamed again. I picked up the pace and speed walked into the living room. I looked at him expectantly. He stood up and I knew exactly what he would do...
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I woke up curled in a ball beside the couch on the white carpet. I barely remembered what happened last night but I had bruises and rug burns I got up and my my leg got a burning shock through it and I fell back to the floor. I picked myself up again and my leg hurt bad. I drug myself to the bathroom and stared at my reflection in the mirror. I had a black eye and a large scratch from underneath of my eye to the bottom of my jaw. The scratch looked like it had been bleeding. I walked down the hall and turned the corner into my bedroom, a tear ran down my face and I plopped on to my bed. Where was he? Is he still home? I exhausted myself with thoughts and questions and soon fell asleep.
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Breaking Silence
MaceraChamberlyn (Cami) lives with her father who is an abusive drunk. Her mother committed suicide and her father decided to cope by drinking. She doesn't tell anyone. No one knows anything about her life at home but everything changes the day she snaps...
