Moments
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He sat there, alone in the corner of his room. Specks of light fought to get in through the curtains. His hair was a mess, dark circles hung around his once bright blue eyes. He looked around the room blankly, no emotions ran across his face. Nothing. He was just blank with large spaces. "Brian! Stop it!" Her laughter erupted from nowhere. He looked around cautiously. Nothing. The clock ticked silently, his eyes drifted to it for a moment & then he buried his face in his palms. This is basically a short story behind One Direction's song 'Moments'. It's a really beautiful song written by Ed Sheeran, that touched me and as well as made me write this story. It's just the interpretation of the song with my ideas & those who haven't still heard the song I reccomend it highly..
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Hi, a lot of people wouldn't care to hear my story and even my care ti hear name but if your still reading this well You might well..... Could say care. Well to start off my name is Anna robin, and I live in Melbourne near the city, my mum and dad died in a car crash when I was seven. I'm sixteen now and live with my abusive and alcoholic uncle Jerry. When ever he gets home from the pub or his friends house he comes home all drunk and can get very abusive that's why I have all these bruises and cuts on my body that leave scares. I was ten years old when he started to abuse he got home all drunk an- "Anna get your slutty ass down here now" yep well That's my caring loving uncle note the sarcasm. I got up from my bed a shoot of pain went down my body from the previous beating he gave me the night before, I glanced at the alarm clock and read 3:47, yep that's my uncle goes and comes back late really drunk. I walked down the wooden stairs to my uncle to received the regular beating only this time with a whip!! "Aww is Annaaa scared??" He slurred "WHAT!?! Are you crazy you gonna kill me" I partially yelled I was quite proud of myself that's the first time I stood up to him! I felt his hand connect with my check in a matter in seconds and made me go straight to the floor, then he stared to kick me numerous which made me whine in pain and became more unbearable. Then he brought out the whip and whipped me uncountable times and started to see black spots in my vision and the last whip that I remember I blacked out and darkness took over. I felt tingles in my feet and arms and struggled to even open my eyes it felt like they were stuck down with super glue. I tried to open my eyes and finally seceded, my vision was all blurry from being passed out and crying. I blinked a couple of times to gain my original eyesight back. I stood up and a big shoot of pain went down my spine.

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