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LEAVE ME ALONE! I screamed in a tormented voice. I can't endure this any longer it's not fair that I should be harmed.OPEN THE DOOR YOU LITTLE BITCH,screamed my step father.im only 8 I shouldn't have this in my life I'm to scared . Tears rolled down my cheeks and my pulse was racing. The door opened, the beast had entered my hide away destroying my safety and my innocence.PLEASE NO,I pleaded hoping for a small fraction of mercy which I never received.

I awoke clutching my heart as it pumped against my ribs. Just forget it's a bad memory I don't need to remember it just forget.i slipped off the bed placing my feet onto the cold floor what sent a shiver up my spine.i should be use to the cold by now.checking my phone for the time I seen that I didn't even sleep for that long about 1 hour....12:23.i just need some fresh air.
Changing into a black hoodie and some ripped jeans ,i slipped a silver glistening object into my pocket.

The air was cold and the frost shattered under my feet the wind whispered through the tree making me wonder what that are saying to one another.The sound of nature was like music makings drift into a calm state of mind.until a hand pulled me into the dark forcing me to the wall.Let me go I'm not in the mood for this . I spoke in a calm not caring tone.Shut up give me your money now or you'll have to pay on your knees what do you prefer? Ok I'll pay with that I pulled a silver object out of my pocket and inserted it into his ribs twisting it repeatedly before pulling up and slicing all up his side.I flop to the floor as he dropped me to the ground I just watched as the blood surrounded his corpse . I did say I wasn't in the mood for this.

I turned walking away with my head sagged hoping to get my calm mind set back.I wish blood didn't stain my hoodie is ruined .the path is covered in shadows with small part of light coming from the moon.The trees are blocking the light what a shame. I walked along feel very uneasy like being watched.

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