Finally he released one of my arm. This was my chance to get away. I picked my arm and punched him as hard as I could in his nose. He let go and held his nose. Blood dripped from his nose. I knew he was gonna definitely hurt me back. He gave me a deadly look. I ran back in side and looked for the key. Under the RUG! I looked under the rug and got the key as fas s I could. I could hear him about to open the door. I fiddled with the key and twisted it... Wrong way. I tried to twist it the other way but the key fell out of my hands and he got in. "WATCH YOUR BACK RAINS!" Jackson yelled. He ran straight out the door slamming it as hard as he could.
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That night I couldn't go to sleep. All night I had thoughts about Jackson hurting my family. Watch your back rains kept on rummaging in my head. First I give him a chance and then he ruined it. He wants something from me and I knew it was not good.
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the forgotten child
Terrorshe is the one who sits in the back corner in class. she is the one that can never talk to her family. But why?
