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Long hand begins to move to 12 as the short hand slowly ticks to 3. In two seconds, the second hand reaches 12 and I dash out the door to the hall, swarming with students. Most of them are going to their after school clubs, but unlike them, I'm rushing home to save my ass from another beating. But even then, if I make it home in time, I'm sure that I'll still get the belt or the stick. Running out from the school gates I call my sanctuary, my leg begins to cramp…but I suck up the pain. I grip to my school bag and try to move my hair out of my eyes. People begin to stare at me jolting across busy streets for a short cut. By then, my whole body is already aching by the time I turn sharply to the left, into the alley. Halfway down the alley, my lungs begin to beg for air…but I don't listen. 'You're almost there...' I keep repeating to myself to motivate me. I feel more and more helpless as I can see light reflecting from the window of my house. And finally, I reach my unwanted destination.
My feet slowly begin to cease movement, stopping my whole body in place, right in front of a two-story suburban home, with a lovely front-yard of flowers as if a garden caring mother was part of the household. I wish. And in the driveway, was parked a very expensive model BMW as if a rich business man drove it. My eyes wandered around the lovely sight of the house and it's surroundings, before slapping my mind back into focus. My foot stepped onto the cobbled stoned walkway, and continued forward to the front door.
I check my wrist watch that is synchronized to all the clocks in the house. Damn, I was 2 minutes late. Quiet as a mouse, I began to get out the single key I had in my back pocket and began to softly nudge it into the key hole. I had this really cute keychain of Rilakkuma ringed with the key, but it made too much noise and didn't allow me to enter the house quietly. It also began to leave half of my butt numb every time I'd get out of my seat. My hand began to tremble as I heard the click come from the door-knob's mechanisms inside. Beads of sweat begin to form on the side of my head. My fingers began to grip around the door knob as my wrist carefully turns, just so that I can open the door with ease. I push the door enough to make a small crack for view, to see any sign of the 'dictator' of the house. Not a sound in the house was present, but I was pretty certain I can see light coming out under from the bathroom door. Thank his bladder for choosing to go at this time. A smirk on my face grew and light twinkled in my eye, I walk in with no hesitation and close the door with no fear of 'him'. I swiftly ascend up the stairs to my room, and lock the door behind me. I know it won't stop him but Thank God, that moment was over. And thank God he only beat me once that night…
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Author's Note
Blah, it's an okay opening/prologue. Hopefully, the years of reading fan-fiction will help me through writing the rest of the story u Let me know what you think of it so far and if I should continue it. Thank you for your time in reading this~
