When I get to my room I collapse on my bed. I must get in a trance, because sooner or later, it's 5:00. I had laid in my bed for two and a half hours. "DINNER IS IN ONE HOUR, YOU DISAPPOINTMENT OF A DAUGHTER!" My dad screams up the stairs. I drag myself out of bed. I wash my face and hair. I will get a shower later. I'm almost done, when my father yells. "I CHANGED MY MIND!!!GET DOWN HERE, YOU WORTHLESS SCUMBAG AND COOK US DINNER!!!" "Coming, father," I respond. I purposefully push myself down the stairs, and I feel so numb, the pain is nothing on me, even though I can see purple bruises appearing all over my skin.
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