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ut the commotion emanating from the lower level of the house. Raising v

ustration were palpable. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath

. One was unmistakably my father's deep and authoritative tone, but the o

and what he was doing in our home. I hesitated momentarily, unsur

fills my nostrils, indicating two different things. Firstly, the presence

from high above. As I sat in the stillness of the night, I couldn't

anyone within a mile radius could hear it,

five," he growled, "I'm going to tear your throat out." The threat hung heavy in the air, causing those nearby to step back

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final word was spat out with venom, and for a moment, it seemed as

the air, a better daughter may have leaped from

ackling and shattering glass echoed through the house, but I couldn't

erything, including the man who had raised me. She

aralyze her. She knew she had to be vital to face whatever came her way. I'm

t style or format, but without changing

. It was the only way she could

lie. She cared more than anythi

away. I stood alone in the dimly

ren't close, and he didn't care about me. The weight of his indifference hung he

like to have. She couldn't help but wonder wh

r would he look the other way and leave her to fend for herself?

ined. As I gazed into his eyes, I knew what to

s loyal. I took a deep He stood there, staring at the mess in front of him. It seemed impossible, but he

ay out of this predicament, no

he protagonist's father, and the noise echoed throughout the house, causing the protagonist's heart to race wi

as a command that brooked no argument. She sighed and reluctantly

ing in anger. It was a constant presence in her lif

. But as the years went by, she became immune to it, as if her ears had grown ca

his mess." Her heart was racing as she spoke, her words heavy on her chest. She knew that getti

ended the stairs. She had learned to keep a low profile, blend in with the background, and avo

ere would be repercussions if she hesitated too long in following an order.

but to act quickly and decisively when the situation demand

of a miracle if he managed to make it out alive. She tried to push the thought out o

ts weight. She couldn't shake the unease that had settled deep in her bones. Every sound made her jump; every shadow made h

father had As she rummaged through the money jar, her heart sank. The meager contents of the pot were a stark reminder of their financial struggle

was the jingling of coins in the pockets of two young men. They had just finished their day's work and were now going to the local con

ces. Without the ability to hunt, I gazed at the old mason jar on our kitchen counter, f