Home alone

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Mike
I am almost out of breath when I reach wills house. I throw my bike and rush to his door. I bang on his door as much I can, until my knuckles start to hurt and I see a small cut start to bleed. I sob and swear but it's almost not possible to understand what I say, while I dry my tears. They just keep coming and I can't stop sobbing. As Will opens the door, I see the shock on his face.

-what happened to your face? He asks while going in for a hug. He feel his tiny body close to me and hug him as tight as possible.
-my dad hit me. I say while the tears are streaming down my face. I try control my voice as much as possible, but it's hard.
Wills eyes just get bigger by the word. He drags me into the room and closes the door behind him.

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