Finding The Carrot King

Finding The Carrot King

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I just want to get away.....Its like the abuse never stops. My step-dad abuses me almost every day. He tells me that I'm worthless and no one will ever love me......My step-mother is worse! She beats me, cuts me, puts burnt cigarettes on my face and worst of all....she makes my brother rape me. The only time I'm able to live a normal life is in my room where no one can harm me. Its the place where I can sing my heart out and not be tortured more than I should. One day when I woke up my best dreams came true....I can finally leave this Hell-hole!
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[✓] ∥ It all happened in a split second. One moment I was on his back, and the next one I was lying on the ground, watching the man who would be responsible for my possible disabilities run away. The woman was sitting and had her back against a near-by wall, and from what I could see, her eyes were wide and she was shaking. I would be too, if I wasn't paralyzed. Literally. A few hours later, well, just about 20 seconds in reality, she slowly stood up and observed me with horror in her eyes for a few moments. I looked back at her, seeing as that was the only thing I could do to let her know I was still alive. "Dear lord, child, what have you done?" She whispered, looking down at me. "I need..." I could barely choke the words out. "I need you to call the ambulance." Copyright © 2014 by funkystyles

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