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"Papa! Stop!" you shouted as you dodged a chair. Your mother and sister were cowering in the corner. Your father came home drunk again and you quickly went over to the corner with the others. "Shut up wench!" your father yelled as he stumbled drunkenly. He has never been this bad, you thought. You grabbed a broken chair leg and held it against your chest. You looked at your sister's scared face and saw a bruise on her cheek from this morning. You felt a burning rage boil up from your gut. You relaxed and tightened your grip on the chair leg. You could smell the rum on your father's breath from here. He stumbled closer and you swung the cha

"Papa! Stop!" you shouted as you dodged a chair. Your mother and sister were cowering in the corner. Your father came home drunk again and you quickly went over to the corner with the others. "Shut up wench!" your father yelled as he stumbled drunkenly. He has never been this bad, you thought. You grabbed a broken chair leg and held it against your chest. You looked at your sister's scared face and saw a bruise on her cheek from this morning. You felt a burning rage boil up from your gut. You relaxed and tightened your grip on the chair leg. You could smell the rum on your father's breath from here. He stumbled closer and you swung the cha

You and Dirk Strider had an appointment in exactly twenty minutes, but he was asleep. And when Dirk Strider goes to sleep, he is a pain in the ass to wake up. You kneel beside his bed, ready to walk out of the apartment at any moment. Dirk's bro had let you in an hour ago and you were still trying to get Dirk to wake up. Bro had wished you luck. You didn't know you would need it this much. "Dirk." He doesn't move. Stir. Open an eye. Twitch. Mumble. Not anything. "Please, please, please wake up. We have to leave. Now." Dirk makes no response and you stand. You had poured water on him earlier but it's like he didn't care. Like the cold water

        Some time far past midnight, you woke from your sound sleep. With the reason you had woken up a mystery, you snuggled back into bed and tried once more to rest. A cool breeze from the open window swept through the room, bringing with it all the smells of the night. Just as you began to drift, you heard a noise. “Who's there?” There was no moon tonight, making your room pitch black. Afraid that the intruder wasn't just an animal, you began throwing everything on your bed in the direction of the noise. “Ouch. Hey be careful, it's only me. Stop throwing stuff.” A bright blue light appeared from nowhere, showing t

You could sense the many pairs of eyes on you as you tugged up your long sleeve, revealing dozens of cuts and scars made by the little, sharp thing hidden in your bathroom. Several people gasped, but other than that, the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. You didn’t dare look up, even though you could feel the eyes of many others staring at you with a peculiar kind of innocent sadness. Their eyes burned holes though you, and even though that you knew that they would never in a million years blame you, guilt wracked your heart. “What did you do to yourself?” a quiet voice asked, while a soft, calloused hand ti