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I'm Soooo sorry I haven't updated in a month. 

India's P.O.V.

My mom cried when my dad walked out the room. "India listen to me before we die I want to let apologize and I love you". "Mom we're not going to die". "But he just said...". "I don't care what he said"! I cut her off. "I have a strong feeling we'll be fine". 

Floyd's P.O.V,

I was on the search for India and her mom and I didn't feel as worried as I used to be.  God just wouldn't let me worry or panic because he will look out for them. But still that didn't mean I didn't need to stop searching and give up. God helps those who help themselves. 

India's P.O.V.

Night fell and the door of where we were locked opened. In came the faggot smirking with two plates. He put them on the floor and it smelled stink. It was his shit and urine. He splattered it all over my mama I hit him with one of the plates and he stumbled I hit him again but he caught his balance and pushed me. He pulled out a gun. "NO" I screamed terrified. He shot her in the face.  I fell to the floor traumatized and speechless. He started to drag her body and laughed. "Tomorrow is your big day". He chuckled. "Jimmy"! He shouted for his friend. "Take her down the street and put her behind the bush by the shed". They both left and I started praying. "God please send me help, and Lord forgive me for all of my sins, Amen". I saw a boarded up window. As I walked towards it I saw a little streak of light coming from it. I took down a board and called for help although no one was around. 

(*2 hours later*) 

I gave up from trying to call for help. The door swung back open and in came my dad storming towards me. "Bitch its about that time". "You told me tomorrow"! "Its 12:09 a.m. It is tomorrow". He started choking me and my whole life flashed before my eyes. I blacked out. 

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