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Escape the Pain, Part 3Kent smiled. "No prob. But, you have to put up with dad for another week or so. Zack needs time to move their stuff around."
"Okay. Does dad know?" Katelynn sat back down.
Katelynn sighed. "He's not gonna like this."
Thanks guys, I love you," she said. "What do you guys do during the day?"
The girl with the red hair spoke up, "We hang at my place, mostly. Some of us have jobs."
The boys put his arm around Lillian's shoulder. "Don't worry, you'll catch on."
Kent looked at her apologetically. "I know. I'll tell him for you." He checked his watch. "We'd better get going, though."
"Aw. Okay, thanks." she said. "I hope my bitchy mother doesn't call the police on me. How did you guys get free from your parents or police."
The girl with red hair spoke again. "Well, Jaime's parents slit their throats, so he doesn't have to worry about them."
The boy, Jaime, ducked his head. "Thanks, Rissa." he said sarcastically. Rissa shrugged.
Katelynn and her brother started walking home.
Escape the Pain, Part 2Lillian turned off her computer and checked the time 10:17. Her parents were asleep so she wrote a letter that said:
I know you never cared for me, you just abused me. Well now I'm gone forever. I hate you both and I just wanted to thanks for putting me through hell. Fuck You. I hope you die and rot I hell!
Peace mother fuckers.
Your amazing daughter, Lillian
She left it on her bed and jumped out the window. She kissed her puppy as tears ran down her cheeks and into her shirt. She then knew she was all alone.
Katelynn watched him stumble through the door. She could smell the booze and cigarette smoke on him. He looked up and saw her standing at the bottom of the bottom stair.
"What are you looking at?" he growled.
"A drunk." she replied.
It was dark, late and cold. She lives by a bar and the music was really loud. There was a figure in a parking lot. She was watching it and then one of the guys was like, "Hey sexy, come over here."
"Oh fuck." she whispered. Then she
Why does time slow down
And your life flash
When you're in danger
Seems like forever.
Seems like a year.
Why can't the precious moments
Be like this?
They seem to fly,
And in a breath, are over.
The air bag deploys.
My life would have been so long,
If every scene stretched
To its limits.
My heart stops.
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