Just leave me alone, chapter 3
Now, Emily got on with school, despite the circumstances of getting beaten up every day which was sometimes a struggle as she had to explain to the nurse what happened every time she came in unconscious or head to toe with bruises or cuts on her, but nobody in her family noticed. Not that they didn't care about her, it was just that she never saw them. They both were working hard at their jobs trying to provide for family.
Even when they were all together, everything was quiet, as a sensitive day was about to approach. It was almost exactly 13 years ago that Emily's dad died in hospital of the cancer. 2nd February 1975 5:39pm was the exact time and date that he died. Her mother reminded her of that fact every time we went to visit his grave. She hated this particular time of year as it is so depressing. As soon as the Marchant's got home from visiting the grave of her dear departed father, Emily's mum would go out and get piss arsed drunk and stoned all night long.
This time though she did not come home the night after.
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Emily was sitting through History class, learning about the depressing facts of World War 1, when all of a sudden a teacher walked into the room. There was a hushed silence as people were trying to hear what the teacher was saying to the other teacher. Emily looked up from her random doodling to see that there was a look of upset and sorrow on the teachers face. She turned to face Emily.
"Oh God! What's happened?" She thought to herself.
"Emily Marchant. Could we step outside for a moment please?"
Even when they were all together, everything was quiet, as a sensitive day was about to approach. It was almost exactly 13 years ago that Emily's dad died in hospital of the cancer. 2nd February 1975 5:39pm was the exact time and date that he died. Her mother reminded her of that fact every time we went to visit his grave. She hated this particular time of year as it is so depressing. As soon as the Marchant's got home from visiting the grave of her dear departed father, Emily's mum would go out and get piss arsed drunk and stoned all night long.
This time though she did not come home the night after.
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Emily was sitting through History class, learning about the depressing facts of World War 1, when all of a sudden a teacher walked into the room. There was a hushed silence as people were trying to hear what the teacher was saying to the other teacher. Emily looked up from her random doodling to see that there was a look of upset and sorrow on the teachers face. She turned to face Emily.
"Oh God! What's happened?" She thought to herself.
"Emily Marchant. Could we step outside for a moment please?"
