I gave a big sigh as I left the bus time.
I didn't want to go back into that godforsaken place but I lived there.
As I walked home I thought about the stranger in the van.
What would of happened if I had gone with him? Would I have died?
My thoughts came to a stop as I reached my house.
If you could even call it a house. It Was a small rundown cottage.
With a lot of broken windows and blue paint pealing off.
As I stepped inside the house I saw another large amount of bottles around the couch.
This probably meant that he was more drunk.
As I was walking up the stairs I realised why.
It was mums birthday, why didn't I realise it before.
He always gets more violent on her birthday.
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"Take that you bitch" my father said as he kicked me repeatedly in the stomach.
"I-I'm s-ss-orry" I begged him.
"That's not good enough bitch you killed her and you must pay".
He was talking about my mother. She had died when I was 5 from brain cancer.
He still blamed her death on me.
That's when he started to abuse me.
At first it was verbal abuse but than later turned into physical as well.
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Про оборотнейWhen Ebony black was 5 years old her mother died, which resulted in her father's anger and depression being taken out on her. One day some thing happens that will push her off the edge and make her runway. But something else is waiting for ebony. ...
