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Saved By Andrew

Saved By Andrew

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I remember my life in numbers. 11 is how many years since my dad passed. 5 is how old I was when he past. And 7 is the number of years I've been beaten and yelled at. Or at least that's what I've been told.
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You were only 8 years old when your mother left you and father. Ever since that day, it has been a living hell, your father would get drunk most nights and get very violent. He would 'punish' (he would whip and beat you) you if you didn't do the chores or anything else he asked. You are now 17 and the only thing that gives you any happiness or hope are the many to few holidays during the year.

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