As I ran with a knife in my hand trying to keep myself protected from my dad.
I had trust in him until we started to fuss and now he's chassing me with anger in his body.
Telling me to get back here or I was going die but I knew he was going to anyway and I started to cry.
I run into my room waiting to see if he was going to come but it was silence until I heard a loud boom at the door knowing he was trying to come in.
He come in and we started to fight each other and knew this was going to be the last night I see and I tried to fight back but something happened to me.
He stabbed me and the time was Seven and as I layed down dead I knew my spirit was flowing to Heaven to be in peace for eternity.
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