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"Mum said, she hid it behind a flower pot" I whispered and Marris gasped, "found it" he sat against the wall and I situated myself beside him and smiled as he opened the envelop. He unfolded the paper note and he reads the following which was a very small message, "Your father lives on the top floor of 22N, but before you visit him. Sing this song downstairs in the music room to him which yous will remember, if you don't know the words to the song, they are written behind this letter" Marris reads and I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion to what she was talking about. "See if there is some sort of CD inside" Marris asked and I looked to see a small blank CD which reads "Home"on the cover and we both looked at each other weirdly.
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I waited by the window watching for the headlights of a car pull in the drive. They finally shone in the window pane, I sighed and hopped down off my windowsill. I heard the front door shuffle open and feet stumble through the door. My heart began beating faster with every step that the drunk bastard made. "Where are you, you fat bitch? Get down here now! I aint gonna fucking wait for you, sleaze ass." My cheeks burned red. I wanted to jump out of the window and fall to my death. Tears rolled down my face as my father kept calling me names. I heard footsteps pounding and shuffling up the stairs.I opened the window and sat on the sill. I let my feet and legs dangle over the side, I looked down at the ground. The drop would be long but not fatal, I closed my eyes and took deep breaths. "One...two-" Hi my name is Lena Decker I am an 18 year old girl. My mother died a few years ago, my dad became a junkie and also became extremely abusive. I meet someone very special. Read on to learn.

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