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a 17 year old girl who was been abused for most of her life, not knowing when it will stop.

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Home again

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by FaannGir1

by FaannGir1

I just wanted to say that on the 20th of April we lost a musician, Avicii. He was only 28 when he was found dead. All I could say is I'm sorry for his family and friends. R.I.P. I used to listen to his songs all the time and I know that everyone who loved him will grieve in pain in many ways. He was a good musician and all my respect goes to his family, friends and loved ones.
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*Kaylynn's POV*
By the time you sat down to eat your breakfast I was already safe and sound in the arms in one of fifth my beloved boys. Daniel's if you really wanted to know. Jonah was in front of all of us to keep us safe from others who were fan girls who tend to be over the top when it comes to them. You know the ones who try and grab them and take them home to have kids with them. Place where I call home is obviously with the boys, they are my world. They are my ones and only because before them I was nothing, literally nothing. All I was before them was a little girl who was abused by family and was bullied at school too. I was a unknown student who went to the same school as them, they only known me for having scars and bruises all over. I was the silent girl who distants themselves in the back right or left hand corner so that no one couldn't talk to. I love them all the same because each one of them treat me like a princess and they unique and special in their own ways. Like people have said before that wounds heal but scars fade which is true, I still have all my battle scars and permanent bruises left from my parents.
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Open up the champagne, pop!
It's my house, come on, turn it up

Hear a knock on the door and the night begins
'Cause we done this before so you come on in
Make yourself at my home, tell me where you been
Pour yourself something cold, baby, cheers to this

Sometimes you gotta stay in
And you know where I live
Yeah, you know what we is
Sometimes you gotta stay in, in

Welcome to my house
Baby take control now
We can't even slow down
We don't have to go out
Welcome to my house
Play that music too loud
Show me what you do now
We don't have to go out
Welcome to my house
Welcome to my house

Morning comes and you know that you wanna stay
Close the blinds, let's pretend that the time has changed
Keep our clothes on the floor, open up champagne
Let's continue tonight, come on, celebrate

Sometimes you gotta stay in
And you know where I live
Yeah, you know what we is
Sometimes you gotta stay in, in

Welcome to my duck off the crib, the spot, the pad
But my house is your house if you throwin' it back
Excuse me if my home bringing the sad
Soon as these happy faces lay you can run with the cash
Home run, slam dunk, touchdown, pass
Mi casa es tu casa so it ain't no holding back
Another shot of vodka, you know what's in my glass
It's my house, just relax

All that I could hear in my mind was the song My house by Flo Rida once we reached and entered our home. It really fitted the moment right now with us all journeying home from the pervious event. I know that they would ask me questions on what happened and why I ran. I was just glad that I made it home safely and alive with my supported boyfriends beside me, who keep me human and alive and they dont hurt me in any ways.