Punch, Cut, Kiss
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His fist came down hard on my cheek. I knew there was going to be a large bruise there in a few minutes. It was already pretty sore. 1. He grabbed me by my hair and slung me to the floor. His boot slammed into my stomach and blood poured into my mouth. 2. I kept counting until I let the darkness envelope me. I was thankful that you couldn't feel what was being done to you when you passed out. I dreamed of my three saviors from the horrific ordeal that was my life; Max, the sun, and... the blade. Hi, my name is Kyler, and this... is my life.
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