Holding in the Fear

Holding in the Fear

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"DAD!" I yell as loud as i can while also trying not to cry from the slap. "SHUT UP!" He yells and slaps me right across the cheek again for the second time in 3 minutes. If I don't do something i know for sure he will kill me and not regret it. It's now or never, I think to myself. I stand up and push him has hard a girl in pain can and run for the door. I open it and run up the stairs in to the hallway and grab my bag under the bed. I hope this is the last time I will ever see of this place.
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