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Dealing with Cope. (On Hold)

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Prologue.  
Darkness waits to pull me under when least expected. Tears pour down my face when know one sees the pain that has question my fate. What does my fate have in store for me when I wake? Blow after blow courses threw me, bring me in and out of consciousness wishing to make it end once and for all. I lay across the room staring into my mother's blank eyes as she watches me fade away before her. I pray this is all a bad dream and she'll scream for him to stop but she does no such thing. My hand streches out towards her but it is no use she looks away and leaves. My body is kicked a finale time before he gets tried of me. I feel myself slipping away encourging the darkness to stay and for me to never wake. My eyes are fluttering shut when I hear loud sounds around me and a voice telling me to stay awake but its too late darkness pulls me under.All Rights Reserved

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