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As we got home my mother threw a quick slap across my face, as my face swung to the side. "M-mommy? Why?" I ask hurt evident in my voice. "YOU DEMON CHILD! I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN" mommy says sending a kick to my stomach as I tumble to the ground. My father watches with disgust and disappointment on his face. She sends more kicks to my already frail and bruised body. "I HATE YOU!" She says as she sends a kick to my face. This went on for two hours my father joining in taking his anger out on me aswell. When they finally left me alone I was bleeding and bruised everywhere. My arm hurt bad believing It had gotten the most damage I slowly got up and made my way to the bathroom to find the first aid kit. As I rummaged through the cabinets I found it and grabbed it and sat on the tub 'grab the bandges lu' said the voice. "Ok voicey" she says since shes only trust the voice in her head more then her parents . As I grab the bandges the voice says 'wrap it around the wounds and make sure its tight' it says in a kind voice. As I wrap the bandges on my wounds I flinch everytime its tight. As I finish the voice says 'good job kid you learned how to do basic medical tasks' it says in a sarcastic voice. I get up and tiptoe to my room not wanting to wake up my parents as I go to my room I change into my sleepwear wich consist of a oversized sweater. As I got into my bed I hear my parents fighting, but I just try and block them out as I try and sleep as I curl in a ball and slowly drift off to a dreamless sleep once agian.

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