"Aaaaah!" Then I saw a girl running towards us. The girl had blond hair just over her shoulders and she’s got bangs. She looked about 5 years old. Then I saw it, her whole left arm was covered in blood. What happened? "Don’t you dare!" I heard a man’s voice yell. Then I saw a man around his late thirties with a knife in his hand running after the girl. Without thinking I grabbed the girl's hand and ran away. "No!" I heard the man yell. I looked behind me and I saw mom and dad running behind me, just behind that I saw a very annoyed Liz stumbling behind, and behind that I saw that man. Then I looked at the girl, she looked really tired, "I can’t go go any anymore" she said, stuttering. "Just keep going for a little longer okay? Until we’re behind those houses." I pointed at the houses before us. "Because then he can’t see us anymore" "Okay" she said.

When we were behind the houses I stopped and went to sit on the street. The girl came to sit beside me. "What the hell were you thinking?!!" I heard dad say to me. "That man was hurting her, I couldn't just stand there and watch him do that! She was yelling no, she clearly didn’t want to!" I said. "He was trying to take my clothes off" The girl said happering, "But I didn’t want to and then he grabbed that knife…" I looked over at her, she looked really scared and was shaking all over. Then my sister said with a mean laughing little voice, "Yeah right, I don’t believe that, dads don’t hurt their children and they sure wouldn’t take the clothes of a little girl like you, you don’t have anything, not even boobs. I think you’re just making this up." "Shut up!!" I yelled. Then I looked back at the girl, she started to cry even harder and the blood kept coming out of a hole in her arm. "I’m sorry" I said.

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Then she looked at me, and I got the first chance to get a really good look at her. She had beautiful blue eyes like the ocean, and her face was so beautiful. If her arm wasn’t so red she would have been perfect, almost like an angel. "What’s your name?" mom asked the girl, interrupting my thinking. "Abigail," the girl said. "Well abigail." we’re going to have to take you back, your mother must be worried." "No please, don’t take me back, please, please, can I stay with you, I belong with you, please, please, I can’t go back, dad will hurt me again, please…" She started to cry harder and harder. "Mom, please, we can’t send her back, let’s take her home with us. She can stay in my bed." I saw my mom frowning. "I don’t know, John, what do you think?" I looked at dad, "please" "Okay, she can come with us." Dad said. Then we started walking back to the car and stepped in. Then we drove home with Abigail with us.

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