chapter one: welcome to my hell hole

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  "Get the fuck up and get ready for your first day of school"! My father yelled at me when I open my eyes and sat up which is my first mistake of the day because the left side of my cheek stung from were he slapped me with the back of his hand.
  His eyes were dilated which means he was drunk. He looks away and stumbled out of the room. Drunk or not he still hits me. You are probably wondering were my mom is well she disappeared when I was about 5 and I know it had something to do with my father.
  My Father will slap, punch, kick me but he he only did it in palace were no one can see the bruises he gave me but of course there was a bruise on my cheek which I can cover up. Taking a deep breath and slid out of the warm blankets and walk to my bathroom and got dressed in a black T-shirt and blue jeans.
  Throwing my hair into a pony tail . I took out some makeup and covered the bruise. Sliding my bag onto my shoulders and grabbed my books. Going down the staircase and heading out the door. It does not take long to walk to school so that is what I do.                
  Kids tried to trip me on the side walk, trying to make my books fall out of my arms which where griped in my arms. Dreading walking when I finely reached school grounds.

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