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You were running as fast as you 5 year old legs could take you. Yet the man that was chasing you was that had abused you and killed your mother right in front of you. You were forced to call him you dad. Spence you were 4 you had known nothing but pain and suffering. All though you had tried to run you small legs were to small, and soon enough your terrible excuse of a farther had caught up with you. He grabbed your wrist a pulled you to him. He drew his fist into a ball ,and the next you knew you were in the ground your dad punching and kicking you. You dad was about to kick your head the hardest he ever kicked you. You braised yourself for the kick but it never came. In fact it would never come. You felt soft fabric rap around your waist and pulled you away from the plays you were

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