Hello?

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The screams echo through out the night but not a single soul to help.
The beatings continue.
Black and blue all over.
"Help!"
*Slap*....
Silence fills the night as I continues to cry in silence.
Fear takes over me like a warm blanket fresh out the drier.
The next day, i walk slowly to school.
"Are you okay?" The voices fill my head.
"I'm fine." I lie, which is nothing new. No body wants to hear whether you're really okay or not...

"I'm not okay." Alone in a dark crowded room, I sit and cry only for it to be the last night I stand.

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