Chapter 3; Lunchtime

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As soon 4th lesson went, I knew I was going to be happy.. It was lunch! Finally lunch! But I remembered... I can't go home.... What would my parents say? What would happen to me? Would I get the belt? I got so nervous... Over nothing.

When I thought about the punishments what could happen I started walking home.

When I got to my door step there was another thing waiting for me. My dad stood at the front door with my dad looking at me and with the belt, I reminded him what I did to him, he still didn't listen and hit me around the face. He had a throbbing eye and a red slash mark on his face.

I had my lunch and walked out of the moody flat. There was nothing there for me! Why am I still there?

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