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This is a week or two before the incident
I opened my eyes slowly and turned my light on. "Man, not even the first day of school and I'm already tired of getting up early" I mumbled while changing into a sports shirt and shorts. I had to get up unusally early because of my father, he can be violent in the mornimgs. I then walked out of my room and down the stairs, trying not to make a sound.
"TY, GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE!!", yelled Brad, my father.
I quickly ran to his room and tried not to make eye contact, I noticed that he had a few beer bottles on his night stand and the room smelled like acohol and smoke.
" I'mmmm.... Onnnly paying for school .... Cuzzz the sooner youu get a degrees...... The sooner your out, oooff my houuuse.." my father slurred clearly drunk.
He then stumbled over to his closet and pulled out a whip with a piece glass at the end. I started walking away from him but found myself against the wall, he jumped at me and I instinctively turned my back to him, feeling the sharp glass ripping through my skin made me yelp and I tried to run away but he grabed me by the collar of my shirt and slammed me on to the ground. He kept hitting me until he got bored and then walked off. I just stayed on the floor laying in the pool of my blood.
A few hours later I managed to pick myself up and clean the blood off the floor. After I tended to my wounds and changed cloths again I packed my bags and got ready for school.
" How is a man at his age so strong " I said through gritted teeth.
To be honest, I didn't have much mucle or power, because I never was allowed to do anything that could increase my strength or do any activities.
The walk to the bus was agonizingly painful, my back hurt, and I had a few small cuts on my face. I knew that I would have scars all over my body by summer and I would have to ignore people's stares when I was at the schools swim team. Once on the bus, I had time to prepare myself for the long day ahead.
The bell rang and every student was in a line waiting for their sceduals, and my line just happens to be one of the longest ones. As I was waiting I noticed that there was a kid with a black hoodie and he seemed to be a leader of some sort, I couldn't help notice that every student seemed to be afraid of that kid.
" Excuse me, but what's your name sweetie " a Brown haired women asked me.
My attention quickly turned back to the booth.
" Ty Wolf " I replied.
She looked down at her papers and then handed me my schedule, I thanked her then walked to room 241 which was music. As I took my seat carefully, trying not to hurt my back, a girl with bright red hair took the seat next to me. She seemed to be blushing but it was hard to tell because her cheeks were covered with freckles. I just faced forward and hoped that I can get through the rest of the week.
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