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''Please Chresanto! '' Mia begged. ''Please at least stay awhile! '' I cried out. Chresanto sighed and pecked her forehead.
''No! I have to go, Mia! '' He said this for the 100th time. I cried, and cried. I cried harder every minute that passed by.
''Mia, don't stress over me! I already have to go, and bye now! I love you! '' He exclaimed as he left out, leaving Mia alone inside her parents and her home.
''No! '' I cried out. I then got mad, I started picking up lamps and things. I threw and threw, until her parents came in while I was doing it. My mother, Ellie, gasped and dropped her grocery bags on the floor, letting some of the groceries fall out the brown, paper bag.
''Baby, hunny! What's wrong! '' Cried Ellie. I dropped down on the floor and laid on it. I curled up into a ball and cried and cried. My father, Dre, picked up the groceries and walked inside the kitchen with them.
''Mother!'' I cried out, '' He-he left me!'' I sobbed and sobbed. She sighed and dropped down to me. She grabbed me and hugged me, tight. I stop crying and hugged back. We rocked back and forth, until my dad and his booming voice came in...
''Ellie, we NEED to talk. '' My father said in an seripus and furious tone. My mom looked scared for a bit and then lighten up. She pecked my cheeks, got up and walked behind my father.
I got up off from the floor and walked upstairs. I shut the door; while looking it. I plopped onto my bed and relaxed for a while, until I heard screaming, yelling, yelping, slapping, and punches! I sighed, here they go again..
I sighed and groaned, and got off from my bed. I went inside my bedroom bathroom and looked into my favorite mirror that Chresantos gave me. Anger shot up my body like fireworks! I balled my fist up, and punched the mirror.
I screamed and yelled. I punched it some more; when I opened my eyes, I saw that my knuckles were bloody, with a few glass.
I looked up at the mirror and saw that the mirror was shattered.
I calmed down, by seeing a RAZOR. I smiled and grabbed it. It was my fathers. I plugged it in and the razor started. I held my wrist in front of me and started cutting myself. I put a 'C', meaning the first letter of Chresantos name. It hurt like shit, but I AM tough!
I UN-plugged it and cleaned it, so my father couldn't see it. I sat it right where my father laid it down at.
I sighed and walked out, turning off the lights while walking out. I then heard SILENCE. Seem like a lonesome home.. with NO one living in here. I bit my lip from screaming or crying again. I laid down on the bed and drifted off to sleep..
