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Tears streaming down her face as she whimpered and cried... Lizzy was 17, she had long black hair and pale skin with freckles(kinda emo), she was the oldest from her 2 brothers matt(14)& dale(15). Their parents always fighting, her grades low, being constantly teased, cutting herself & having to permanently put a fake smile on her face every day, we can all say she had her share of problems.**
"Liz, are you okay?" Asked matt as he wiped tears of her face.
"I'm great, why would you think otherwise?" She said wiping up her blood and tears.
"Maybe its because I see cuts on your hands and pools of tears on the floor!" He said with a frown.
"I'm okay!"
"I'm great!"
"I'm super awesome!"She said sarcastically.
That day liz had just found out her mother was pregnant and witnessed her dad hitting her mom. Carl was a very abusive man...typical he was an alcoholic, he spent days at the pub and cheap motels, her mom worked at a hair salon, and she had a part time job at the arcade, cleaning, giving prizes and all the typical stuff.
She worked hard because her mom couldn't pay the bills by herself and her dad drank away all his money, she helped buy the food, her mom paid the rent and the necessities.
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