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Dance shoes

Dance shoes

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Nov 2, 2014
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The neighbors music was blaring from the bratty teen's 4th new car. It was 4:30 and I had to wake up in 2 hours. I heard slam of a door and some one marching downstairs. I quickly grabbed my jacket and scrambled downstairs to see since my room only had a window to the back of the house. It was my mother. Her her was short, dark brown, and so straight it looked like she had fixed it up before she got here.her brown eyes harshly stared at the neighbours then me. "Get into your room Mara!" She demanded. Without a second thought I headed inside. It was dark and since we had only been here a month I hadn't gotten used to it. I tripped over a few unexpected steps trying to get upstairs. As soon as I got into the covers you heard yelling outside "just on time" I whispered to myself. It was 4:45 and that was usually when someone yells at the neighbors. I try to get some sleep. •••
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"CHARLIE!" His screams were getting closer until I saw him completely. I grabbed the knife and pointed it straight at him. "Get away from me!" I say warning him His face was red and he still stalked towards me slowly. "GET AWAY FROM ME!" I yell fearing the fact that didn't look scared at all. "Put the knife down." I started to back up a bit still pointing the knife at him. "I'm not telling you again, put it down NOW!" His calm persona was instantly replaced with a furious one. "Please Tho-" He came charging straight at me but I made a run for it. I ran as fast as I could with him behind me until he tackled me to the floor. The knife flew across the hallway and he was on top of me. "Thomas please let me go. I don't want to be here. Please." I say begging "You're ruining everything. It was so perfect and special just for you and you're ruining it." I can tell he was sad but more pissed off this anything. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?! I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME!" He screamed in my face. "I-" "SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH!" He roars slapping me across the face. He roughly picks me up and drags me to the room. He yanked me away from him making me fall hit my knee on the hard wood floor. He walked in the bathroom to get something and I realized it something to put me to sleep. He poured the chemical into the towel as he mumbled to himself and I watched in fear. He pulled me from the ground and tried to make me breathe in. I fought the urge to. I thrashed back and forth trying to get free but nothing worked. Slowly, my vision got blurry and felt darkness overtake me.

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