Chapter 2: The Devil

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I heard the footsteps coming from upstairs and waiting for what was to come next.

As I seen him come down the stairs, I cowered against the wall, I whispered "I'm sorry I didn't mean to-" as he slapped me in the face. He yelled "Why are you such a disgrace? You can't even be quiet enough to let me fucking sleep you bitch!"

Then he punched me in the stomach and shoved me against the counter causing me to see stars and he then pushed me down on to the floor and kicked me in my ribs.

I tried not to cry because it hurts so bad and if he heard or seen me cry then it would be a lot worse. Then he said, "Get to school before I regret letting you live".

As I scrambled off of the floor and grabbed my book sack and ran out of the door into the streets, I thought This has got to be the worst week ever, while trying not to cry.
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As I walk into school I go straight to the girl's bathroom and dig through my book sack to get my makeup and check my face just in case I have any marks anywhere visible.

As I try to cover up the big, purple bruise on my cheek the bell rings. Crap I'm going to be late! I run to my first hour, which is English (my favorite subject), I make it on time and run straight to my seat in the back of the room and wait till class starts.

Mrs. Stutes comes through the door as the bitch, Stacy and her gang of stupid whores, walk through the door.

Once they see me they sneer and say "Look what the cat dragged in". I ignore their comment and avoid their gazes and take out my book. Reading is an escape from the outside world for me.

Mrs. Stutes announces "Take out your English books and turn to page 53." Oh boy this is going to be a long day.
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