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by Michelle  Dugas

I walk through the hall with a horrible feeling why do I feel
that someone is screaming. I turn around and there he is. I
can't see his face but I know who he is. Clutched in his hand
my arm hangs limp. He slaps me around, with a viscious whip. 
I fall to the floor, my hand in my hands, he walks to the kitchen 
to get some pans. Tired and scared, I walk to the door and happen 
to meet another. His face shriveled up in a sight of disgust, 
as I wiggled around and started to cuss. He hits me again I feel 
it will never end. He takes me in a room and turns out the light. 
That's where I put up a great big fight. He's hit in the eye and 
doesn't cry, he's on the bed as I jump. Screaming for help, I hear 
a loud yelp, and somebody takes me home.
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Poem ID: 58180   Poem Posted: 3/24/2001
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