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September 13th2

I was only the worst girl in school. I lived with my father and my sister. I was always abused by them. They threatened to kill me and dump my body in the river. Since I was scared of anything, I almost choked on my tears. "Please don't daddy!" I would shout, but it was no use. He would beat me every night. My sister would punch me and pull my hair. I am a girl named Injure. Yes my dad named me that because I would hide and accidentally hurt him by putting my foot out. Once again my name is Injure, and this is my story.3

JOURNAL TOPIC OVER4

"Get the **** down here now!" My dad shouted. I quickly ran downstairs so I will try to get only one beating this morning. My room is in the closet with only a blanket to sleep on. I was glad I at least had something that kept me warm.5

"Yes?" I asked. He smacked me in the face with his plate of food. "You want food?" he asked. "Well thats the only thing you get today for being 1 minute late getting down here!" He yelled and slapped me with the back of his hand. 6

The house was spotless because of me. If my dad found one thing out of place he would cut me with his knife. Someone had the same problems as me but a little bit better. Scratch that- alot better! He was my boyfriend, and his name was Danny Stravinsky. 7

I was at school. The only place that was safe for me, but not happy.8

At least I had my boyfriend here. Danny came up to me and looked at my hand. "C'mon." He sighed, and took me to the nurse.9

"Why are you getting so many cuts?" the nurse asked. Danny knew, but I couldn't tell anybody or else my daddy would kill me. "Keep on falling." I said miserably. "Well okay." "But this is the 13th time this week!" she said. "Sorry, but I'm so darn clumsy." I laughed to myself. Although I didn't feel like laughing.10

Danny kissed me and said, "Good luck!" But he knew there was no such thing as luck for me. I got home and my dad was there in the front yard. He shoved my face in an ant pile. "That's for not cleaning up this speck of dirt on the floor!" He shoved my face in that too.11

"Maybe I should just take you to the orphanage!" He said angrily. I knew he wouldn't do that because he wanted me as a servant.12

Later that night when I was setting the table, I hid a knife in my sleeve. I was serving the dinner to my sister and then to my dad and headed up the stairs. I took the knife and cut open my window. (Was kinda sealed shut by super super glue)13

I jumped out the window and went to the park. Thats where Danny and I were suppose to meet. 14

He was sitting on the park bench. He smiled at me warily. He had a black eye. I rushed over and said, "What happened to your eye?" "My dad again." I kissed him. "Are you ready?" I asked. "Yep." He smiled at me again. 15

We kissed for a long time. I held my knife up to his throat, and he held his knife up to my throat. "I love you!" I cried. "I love you too!" We slit each other's throat and fell dead by each other.16

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