Chapter 3
Jenna's POV
Every day is the same. I walk past the same groups to sit in the same spot in the same room at the same school and do the same work with the same pencil. The same people alway ssnickering not at all discreetly as I shuffle along, trying to keep my head down and ignore the insults and abuse as I was always taught. I slip my sweatshirt sleeve over my hand as my arm had become uncovered. The many slits would only provide further ammunition for their taunts and raves. And they'd done enough already. I slowly trudged home after another tiring day at school. I snuck around the back gate, peekingn in through the windows to make sure Daddy wasn't home yet. Through the miniature hole Ava and I had drilled a couple years back, I could see Mamma curled up on the couch as Daddy, drunk as always, shouted at her. Daddy was a massive giant, who could easily take anyone who came at him. Being that he was usually too wasted to haircut, his greasey, coarse brown hair hung limply down to his shoulders. I crept around to side of our huge house, quietly slipped tapped on the window to the room Ava and I shared. Ava, being only 10, had to grow up more quickly than I would have wished, seeing who she lived with. Ava's porcelain face peered just over the windowsill, checking it was me alone. After that had been confirmed, she climber onto the step ladder we hid behind the curtains and unlucked the window, opening just enough so I could slither in. I shut it and lock it just in time to hear Daddy's huge footsteps pounding down the hall towards us. "The closet!" I whisper frantically, picking my little sister up and diving into the piles of stuffed animals Ava insisted on buying every time we went to the local mall. I manage to punch the light switch and yank my hand back into the safety of the closet just as Daddy stumbles into the room. "Hiding from me, are you?!?" he slurs angrily,"That deserrves some punishment dont you think?" I hold Ava tightly, as much to stop my trembling as hers. "Come out, pretty Jenna." I hear Daddy purr."Come out and I'll reward you." Daddy's version of reward and punishment are pretty much the same thign, and just the thought of both set my teeth on edge. "I will find you." Daddy promises. Knowing that I'm bringing the worst on myself, I quietly shift Ava into the corner of our giant walk-in closet, overfloowing with stuffed animals and clothes, so that she is unnoticeabble. I make sure I'm not-well hidden, and I sneeze. The sneeze is muted by the layers of cotton surrounding me, but still loud enough that  Daddy hears it. "I've found you!" Daddy triumphantly screeches. he yanks open the closet door and throws me carelessly onto the bed. I see Momma soundlessly pull Ava out of the closet and into safetly right before Daddy obscures my vision of the room.
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