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t's owner that it hadn't had food. I scowl with frustration at myself damn my stomach-it just won't behav

er face. John where was he? My fifteen year old brother had gone outside when he heard father screams he had immediately woke

r rasping soar throat voice. 'Wh

. I give her a big smile when all I really

f what I said. Suddenly, someone starts pounding t

snappily smoothing the path. Livy walks in holdi

ts deserted her and her child, Mother had instantly insisted she come stay with us. Livy is a very ta

f someone doesn't reply

with long straight hair she had been able to stay at Livy's back unnoticed. Sarah had come into our home in qu

r are out there and you want us to leave

nsafe o

e proposing we flit.' I haven't the foggiest idea of our situation,and being clue

calm I push ahead to the door but Sarah

m outside.' I howl,something I have never done to an older person. The

y Eva, I wil

reckless.,you n

small hands in my much bigger ones- it had been fun murmuring w

ou figure out it is unsafe. Please take care of my child, promise me you would take care of her e

so different,her face I always professed was too perfect looked

unned to be bothered that Sarah had just asked me to take care of her child like a mother on her death bed. 'Livy please tell me why w

ers myself. For the third time I shift to the door but Livy beat me to it our e

she only called me that

ed to know what the hell is going on here.' The t

de her. My mother puts perfection to shame,unlike mine,her hair is brown,and very long she has a small mouth that fits her perfect face,her eyes are so blue it made me think of the sea. Mother loves piercing h

her hand on her baby

everything from the glass. Father had built this room cause of mother he said it was only fair he worked and watched her

d to leave,she stopped playing. He had then broken his study door and put the glass door that way he got

,the huge man beside her has ugly hands un

will myself to avert my eyes from this horrible scene playing in front of me.what kind of

e one with a crocked face moves to the front and I immediately see my father on the floor in the pool of his

lding me in place with her hand over my mouth ensuring my screams are muffled. Mother

t has just happened. My head is fuzzy and my

to see that.' she says

I had sent Sarah out there too.'o

er face in between her legs. 'If they came in here to rob it

t,I have just witnessed my mother's dea

I love flowers it is a nickname he came up with. He is banging on the door,I

e door determined to let

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years old,my father has always said I was very clever for my age. I knew that if I o

p. He is my brother,and every single soul in this room were my family if those men got an

begins to ache for the little baby in my arms. She opens her eyes looking at me, although I know she can't really see me, she smiles. I know deep down that I would be a monster if I let her die here. I sil

,Eva, s

him by the hair towards him. I see the crocked face man pouring kerosene on

eave now, Mal

of here.' I am too hurt t

ad us to the backyard.' I silently pray that they didn't have one more bastard outsid

,we run as fast as our legs could carry us,we run to safety. Even while I escape,I am hu