(hi this is a story i have been writeing during school when i get bored XD hope you enjoy i am gonna keep working on it so yeaa...)
I walked around town aimlessly, with tears trickleing down my face. I began to feel dizzy, probably the blood loss. A few hours ago my dad, Fred, went out with the guys and got drunk, as usual. Him and my mother, Shirley, had gotten a divorce, it still gets to fred and angers him whenever he dares to perish the dreadful thought, or thats how it seemed to him. He thought of it often and he angered quickly at such thoughts. He always said i look too much like HER as the way he put it. after my father lost the best thing in his life, to him, i began to get the usual beating from my father. The first ten times it happened i was disturbed, scared and afraid. I would freak out and threaten to call cops, sadly i was to much of a wimp to even do that. After a while it became a regular basis thing. Today he was quite pissed, more then usual, it was shirley and freds anniversery today. A sad day for my side, today he threw a vase at me now im on my way to the doctor
(i'll add more on when i have time but im starting to get tired)
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