As I sat there, holding my tears in knowing it wasn't over. They wern't done with me. I could tell by the look they gave me as another shoe was forced upon my ribs. I learned not to scream, I learned to just sit and stay quiet until the pain was over.
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I remember that night.
I remember it so clearly.
I can tell you where I was.
I can tell you what I was doing.
I can tell you what song was playing on the speakers.
I can also tell you how I felt when I found out.