This first part is just a little bit about how she feels
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Clara's POV:
It's currently, 3:45 P.M, and I'm walking home from school. I would take the bus but, I don't like to really talk to anyone. My parents? Oh, they're probably, passed out on the couch, out back getting drunk or figuring out an excuse to hit me. Yeah, you read that right, they hit me. I've always thought of telling someone about it, so I did. But of course, my parents pulled it off. So now everyone, thinks that I'm the girl that cried abuse. How thoughtful, right?
I was approaching my door, but then stopped. I take a deep breath, in and out. I know that, once I open this door, everything will be chaotic. I sighed, while slowly reaching for the door handle.
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HumorI'm not really good at descriptions...... Just read it..... Full of: • hate • love • fame ⚠️ depression ⚠️ cussing
