chapter 7; alone

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Sitting in my confer place l go when I won't to get away from reality for once in a while. This old a banded house is here since I was little. If my father was drunk I would run hear and hide. Now I would have had a sketch book there, that's why I have drawing on the small spot on the wall were I'd like to sit. I know what I'm going to draw.
(I'm going to skip to were she's done drawing)
For wont's the drawing look real. His face was so perfect, but I knew it was to me how he terns to. Its ether me or theme, one person or a group of people. I am alone, an no one cares, I am always alone. I felt a tear run down my face and I could not hold it any long. I started to cry harder as I role over into a ball, and that's were I fell asleep at that was my last mistake of the day......
(Morning) I keep my eyes closed even though I'm awake. I new at any moment my father will come to get me up and beat me. My father still has not come up the steps yet, so I slowly opened my eyes and I knew I was screwed. My father will be pissed off because I'm not home. Shit what am I going to do, if I go strate to school people will wonder and bully about not changing my close, but if I go home dad will beat the hell out of my. I have to go home and get it over with. If I don't, the time I get home I will most likely counted as dead. Slowly picking up my school stuff off of the dirty floor, and headed out the door. I slowly made my way to my to my house and up to the door. I don't won't to even touch the door but I did. No one answers for a few minutes, but when it did there was my father standing/ swaying in the door way. He takes a sip of his beer staring at me, his hand raises up and I flinch away and back up, but he did nothing about it he just step aside leaving the door way empty and I new I had to go in. I slowly took a step closer to the door and another, know I'm right in the path way of the door. I was going to slow for his liking so he graded my arm and pulled me in and slammed the door behind me. My hole body was shaking so bad my stuff that I was holding fell to the floor and he smirks and tuck the last sip of his drink and let it fell from his hands. He takes a step forward close to me. "Where was you last night, when you didn't come home " he said with a mother step and I tuck a step sack. I was up against the wall and he was an arm link away, my legs were close to letting me fall. "Where the hell were you bich, fucken tell me"! He grads both arms and throws me to the floor and is know kicking me in my stomach, and when I graded my stomach in pain he kicks my face crack and blood came from my noise, I new it was broken. He kicks my stomach again it hurts so bad. " last chance to tell me were you where and tell me the Truth know" "I was at the play ground, please quiet please it hurts" he looks at me as I begged him not to hurt me no more, but for the first he let's me go and walks away leaving me on the floor.

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