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he hit me so hard i fell to the ground. i used my arms to protect my head and curled into a ball. he continued to kick me. "your dirty! dont let me see you with another boy again or i'll kill him then i'll kill you!" he threw his beer bottle at me and stomped out of my room. i remained there and sobbed for awhile then layed on my bed and fell asleep. the next morning i woke up with my hair dried to my face from tears. i couldn't live like this any longer. this fake plastic life at school and then come home only to be beaten by my drunk father. only one option.. and that was to run. i stood up groggiley and opened my cellphone. one missed message. it readamanda: i hope your alright after last night.. im sorryit was from erik. he was the only person who understood me and my father hated him. i sent a message.erik: yeah im ok. meet me at the corner of 23rd st. and mountain veiw. its important. xoxo- amandashould i write more?
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