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Hi, my name is Nitza, I'm 14. For some of us music is very helpful when your mad, sad, upset. Music cheers me up. Here is a story how music saved my life. I was having a normal day until my sister comes running into my room crying.I ask why is she crying and she tells me its about chiquis. At that moment I was scared. She tells me she killed a chicken. My dad found out and he hit her a lot. When she finished telling me, I lost it I ran out and ran straight to my dad screaming at him waiting for an explanation for why he hit her. He tells me he hit her because she killed a chicken. But I tell him that there is many other ways to teach them not to kill the chickens. Instead of listening he said the only way there gonna learn is if we hit her. "There is many ways of teaching her how to do right things" I said. He just walks away, while he's walking away I notice blood on his shoes. I go running looking for chiquis I find her bleeding from her mouth. I pick her up and carry her to ......

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