Prologue

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Dad started drinking when Nan died. He said he was fine everyday when we went to bed. But he wasn't. I knew. Alice and Max knew nothing about it. They're eight and four. I on the other hand am thirteen. I was only two this all happened. If it wasn't for dad's drunken was then mum would've never had them. It's ashame. He says their accidents and takes all of his anger out on them from time to time. I stand in his way. I'm his least favourite because of this. He badly hurt me once. That's the reason we all ran away.

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