Her Escape..
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Last published Sun, Sep 20, 2015
"NO PLEASE STOP!" I screamed as i got backhanded in the face over and over again. "Shut up, the neighbors will hear you!" She yelled in my face as he hit me one more time, extra hard. "Please," I said in no more than a whisper. "Okay I guess we're done for today," she said with one more sock in the face. She unbuckled me from my chair and stalked up the stairs with the same neutral face she always has. I just stare at her slender back as my face starts to burn with tears. And then i wonder the same thing i have every night for the past ten years... Why does my aunt love to beat me?
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