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A Last Lullaby- The Beginning
Prologue-I met his eyes as I raise the knife.
“Liv,no!” he whispered. As the blade reached it’s target, the words to my song drifted to me:
“When I left, I don’t even think I saw you cry. I am forever broken. You can’t fix me…”
Darkness.
Chapter 1: Pain. 5:45 in the morning and I’m already getting the snot beat out of me.
“What is it this time, Dad?” I whined. Another blow to the back.
“Don’t get smart with me, brat. Get up! I have to be somewhere, so get your a** to school!” he hissed.
“All right, all right.” My hands found the alarm clock and turned it off.
That’s me: Alivia Nathanson. Daughter to John, the abusive alcoholic. I examine myself in the mirror. No black eye today. My eyes narrow as I take in my reflection. Chesnut brown hair, startling green eyes, a perfect tan. I think I’m pretty. My friends think I’d be a knockout without my scar.
That’s right, scar. 1.5 inches across my right eye. Yet another reminder of my dad’s rages.
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