warning: violence, harsh words.

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It was 4 in the morning maybe, I don't remember. I woke up with a dry throat, I got out of my bed then left my room.

I heard the glass shatter from the back window. "Um? Jimmy..?" I ask, with as much of the voice I actually had. I was still creeping down the stairs, barely making any sound.

I smelt the perfume of a women, mixed with a man. I couldn't tell if it was two or one people. I didn't hear any communicating, or any foot-steps. So I just shrug and just tell myself that I am overthinking, or imaging things.

I walk into the weird smelling kitchen to find the stove on. I was weirded out because, it was late at night. I went over and turned it off. Then I felt a loud smack, that came from my head. I didn't see it coming, because whoever or whatever hit me. Hit me from the back, of course I screamed ouch, which- I'm assuming the thing was a human that hit me- mad at me.

"Shut up you disgraceful child! I wish I had a successful kid like Jimmy instead of you!" Some lady said. She then pulled my shirt, to make me look at her. "Mom?!" I say, then I start crying. Because she was holding a knife..

"Why!?" I scream, sobbing my little heart out. Then my father came from the place where Jimmy kept his computer. He was holding it.

I just zoned out, because I was scared and I didn't know what to do. My mom explained why, and my father and her just told me everything they hate about me. I didn't even listen, because I didn't care anymore. This was my end. I know it.

Then she stabbed me in the shoulder, I guess since I was shocked, I passed out. Before I passed out, I heard someone yelling at someone.. Not me?

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short, super sorry!