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Charlie was going down the hall when he heard something from Veruca's room. "Well, so what if I'm not coming back. Maybe I like living in this small town. You were the one who was so cruel!" He then heard crying from the room. Charlie walked in. "Veruca, is everything all right?" "No, I don't want to talk to anybody." He sat down on her pink bed. It smelt as bad as she did. "If anything's wrong, you can tell me." She sighed.
"When I first came to the factory, I was running away from home." Charlie was surprised. "Why?" "When we came home from the factory a year go, my daddy decided to try to unspoil me. But he took it too far. He refused to buy any meals for me, took away all my room's furniture leaving me to sleep on the floor, and would never drive me anywhere including school. When I felt hurt by him or other people, he wouldn't give a care. And he spanked me every day even after I changed. He said it was because me being a brat ruined theur reputation. His technique worked, but it also hurt me."
Charlie couldn't believe it. It was one thing to spoil a child, but it was worse to abuse them. He comforted her. "You're father was horrible to do that. He meant well because he loved you, but it feels like he snapped. If he only makes you better for reputation, than trust there's someone who won't." It felt like all her tears were gone. She couldn't make any more. All that was left on her face was runny mascera. She hugged Charlie, happy that he was there. She had no other friends, but you only need one person to care about you to help you feel better.