Chapter 1 Walking In

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Pain. Someone is crying. Who is that? I'm so tired... So numb... I just want to sleep...
A scream coming from nearby me made me come to my senses.
Don't hurt her!! I tried to scream but the words wouldn't go past my lips. I couldn't open my eyes. Curse this Damn blindfold... I just want to see my baby sister! Why can't I speak?? Why can't I move??!!!
The screams stopped and turned into sobs of I'm sorry and please stop. I was getting angry.
Opening my mouth and using the last of my energy I shouted "leave my baby sister alone!!!" at least I tried to shout. It came out in little more than a whisper.
"Oh good your awake." purred the terrible males voice with a sickening tone. "I was getting tired playing with auzzie"
Saying in a raspy voice breathing hard as I moved to facing the direction I thought he was in, "Don't call her that. Leave her alone you-" I was cut off by a sharp pain of him grabbing my hair and pulling me up to a sitting position. Holding back a scream I tried to steady myself on my newly bruised body sitting up a little straighter still with my hair being pulled up I spat in what I assumed was his face.
I must have hit him because he grunted and hit my jaw with full force. I could taste a copper metallic taste in my mouth.

Shouting in my face leaving spittle on it he yelled "HAVE SOME RESPECT!!! I am your father! You can't do that to me!" he yanked my hair and pulled some out making a tears start to soak the blindfold. I stayed silent. Just stay focused on me. Leave sissy alone... I laughed and got smacked in the face again. 

He tore off the blindfold and I could see that he had a knife in his hand. My body in pain I tried to move while he held the knife up to my eye. "You insignificant brat. You should have just stayed away and never come back. Just like your whore of a mother." he said, his face so close I could smell the beer on his breath.

 I could hear my sister Nazzie crawling away towards the front door, steploser looked up and lowered the knife seeing Nazzie run out the door almost letting me go. I smiled smugly and lunged forward to get his attention my crashing my forehead into his lower jaw creating a bone on bone banging sound. Doing so I got an immense headache that made me forget about the pain throughout my body.
That had to infuriate him further because he grabbed my neck giving me all his attention and picked me up off the floor.
Gasping in pain from the wounds that reopened I struggled against the handcuffs that restrained my hands behind me. I couldn't hear Nazzie anymore. Good she's safe for now.. Were my last thoughts before a blow to my stomach sent my world pitching and rolling into darkness as I lost consciousness.

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