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I Was Sore All Over
by
Kylie Johnston

"GET IN THE CLOSET YOU LITTLE SHIT!" my mum yelled.
"YOU THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU’VE DONE" she says as she shoves me in.
After she locks the door I see no light there is only darkness and I feel
like I’ve seen this place so many times before. My body is sore all over, I feel
watery stuff running down my thighs, and a strong stench comes from it. I pissed
my pants because I am so scared. Mum just gave me the bash, it hurts so much.
I hate my mum I wish she died instead of dad, why’d you have to die? I hate
you too dad just leave me here with mum Its all my fault if I didn’t want you to
come with me you’d still be alive then I wouldn’t be sitting here in the dark in
pain and hungerness. Sometimes I feel like killing myself just to be with you
dad, my life is nothing, but I am too scared. It feels like hours have passed
and I drift off to sleep but I am woken by a sudden noise.
I hear people walking past the closet but no one opens the door I yell but
nothings coming out. I feel a tear run down my face, I want to get out but I
can’t. I want my dad so much right now, I miss how he use to hug me when I
cried, and the way he use to brush my hair, the way he smelt and the way he
tucked me into bed. I have none of that now all I have are bruises from mum
after she gives me the bash. My body is still sore; I can’t feel my legs, I
don’t know if they’re there.
I wake up and I try to open the door, I find that it’s unlocked. I go to
stand up but fall over; I’ve got cramp in my legs from sitting down so long. I
can hear someone walking behind me I turn around and see it’s my mum I hear her
yell "who the hell told you, you can get out?" I start to run, I don’t know
where I’m going, I turn around to find she’s not even chasing me, it’s like she
doesn’t even care, like she wants me to run away. I feel so unwanted, i run in
front of a car and all i see is darkness

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