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I lower my head, dropping the tissue onto the cold tile floor. He slowly lifts my sweatshirt, revealing my blackened torso. Most spots are a light purple but many are so bruised that blood blisters over. Scars, scabs, and fresh slashes over my stomach consume me as the color drains from his face. 

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The smell of alcohol consumes my  nose as I jump out of bed and begin to get ready.  I throw on a navy blue hoodie along with jeans and my worn out grey sneakers. After Packing my bag I run downstairs, prepared for a new bruise.

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A lonely teen girl. A popular boy. Assigned partners for the year for the class they both failed numerous times. Every action has consiquences yet this butterfly effect might just save her. That is, if it's played out correctly.All Rights Reserved

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