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my bloody sister
My bloody sister

It was a cold dark night. I was so scared I wanted to cry but I was afraid that my mother would hear me. It all started a week before, she lost a lot of money and she was fired from her job. she always said all that happened because of me and my sister. she started to hit us more and more every day. but this night she got insane. she was planning to kill us.

"maily!" my mom screamed at me. I was struggling, trying to get out, but she put me in a small box. I was putting my dolls in it in the past. I started crying, and crying "please mom don’t kill me, please set me free." I was begging her to let me out. "shut up" she said, then I heard her leaving. I hate small places. I was unable to breathe. I want to get out. I don’t want to die. I start to hit the box and move right and left. it hurt me so much but I want to get out from the box. then it broke and I got out from it.

"oh my God" I said, there she was, my sister, tied to a chair and blood was coming out from her throat, hands and feet. "catty" I said, close to her Ear. she was so cold, but she was alive. Leave before she catches you, run, run for your life" she said with a very low voice. I start to cry. "No, don’t cry " she said to me. I kissed her and I got out from the house. it was so cold. but I said "no I can't go without my sister." I came back to the house very quietly. I set her free. she was unable to walk so I carried her. she was full of blood and cold. I leave the house carrying my sister. she was so heavy but I can't leave her there. I walked and walked but it was so dark, but I remember that there was a cave close to our house. me and my sister were playing in it all the time. "thank God" I said when I found it. I sat in it with my sister. I looked at the snow. it was all red because of the blood that was coming out from my sister. I was so tired I slept beside my sister.

''maily'' I heard my mother screaming. I knew that she found us. she was running

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