slap! .. the sickling sound of your fathers hand hitting your cheek seemed to echo in the living room. “you fucking bitch! do you know anything?!” he yells, ignoring the tears pulling down your cheeks. he shoves you down onto the ground, kicking your ribs one more time, leaving you bloodied and bruised.

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your classmates were unaware of the pain and abuse you go through. you were able to hide it well for years, but one student in particular began to take notice, and he wouldn’t give up until he found out.