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"I hate you!!!" I run upstairs to get away from the oncoming storm. I slam the door to my room locking it. "BANG! BANG!" I shiver as my dad pounds on the door trying to get in. "Open the door you little shit!! You deserve a beating you fag!!" I try to to block out his voice, he doesn't stop. I go and crawl underneath my bed and try to make myself small. It wasn't that hard. I'm already small. My dad doesn't let me eat. My mom left him for another woman and he thinks it is my fault. I reach out and find my small pocket knife. I cry and pull up my sleeve. "Can someone please save me?", I whisper in silent sobs.

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