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05.09

Louis
Harry...
When I came home today I already  smellt the alcohol.
I tried to enter my room as quiet as possible but... he catched me . He beat me again and again.  

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*You Fagott! Why am I even letting you enter this house? I have a son, not a daughter! I bet you enjoy every boy at school fucking you! With these clothes you are practically begging for it, aren't you?*

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Louis
He  said those terrible words... And the punches. I don't think that I will be able to cover the bruises for school tomorrow.  But I don't wanna stay home!! He will be there! He will drink! Where's my mom? Why isn't she coming home anymore?

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