Saturday, February 8, 2014


It was time, I ran to my father and try to push him back like I always do but Instead of pushing him back he put his cold hands on my back! I squirmed around trying to escape     his cold grasp, I shake my head every which direction and hit my head on the edge of the wall. I grasped mi head like the end of the world is coming, my head was pounding he keep on apologizing but I keep on focusing on my head. When I felt my head I was so surprised It felt like a baseball stuck to my aching head. 

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