Chapter 3

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It's Saturday and I still feel awkward from that whole Harry thing. I don't even know him so I don't even know why he asked me out. anyway, I just woke up and of coarse my dad is on the couch drunk. I walk to the kitchen to get cereal when my dad called my name. "MACKENZIE!" he yelled across the room. "what?" I groaned. "get me that bottle of vodka in the kitchen!" he demanded. "no dad, I think you had enough already." I yelled back. he got up from the couch and charged forward me. he got up close to my face and said "always do what I tell you to do!" I was terrified and I backed away. I poured out the vodka in the sink and threw away the bottle in the trash can right in front of him. "you have no respect for me!" he slapped me with a loud clap and left a painful mark on my cheek. I ran outside crying while he ran after me. "you have no respect for your father!" He yelled. "get away from me you fucking asshole!" I cried. " What did you just call me?" he said. he punched me hard and kicked me in the stomach knocking me to the floor. he just walked back into the house. I ran all the way to Mia's house crying.

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