Prologue

In the corner
Of the twilight room,
She sobbed,
With a black eye
Made by her father's
Love.
She sniffed,
Bringing her knees
To her small chest.

The yelling
From downstairs,
Pierced,
Through the dark wooden floor.

   "Why did you have to hit her!?" Her mother's voice
Shook,
Not in anger,
But in concern.

  "Because she aint even mine!" Her father slurred.

  "That gives you no right!" She hissed.

There was a large slam
Against the wall,
Glass shattered onto the floor,
Footsteps of a violent struggle
Echoed
And she continued to cry.


 "I̋ͤ̓͊̚͏t͛ͣͣ̈͜s̑ͦ ̃̓͋ö̴́̒̽͆ͬͮͣk̴ǎ̾̉ͮͥͩ͘y̸̽"
She heard a soft
Distorted voice say
From the darkness of her room,


   "E̛̗̪͚͋̄̑͒̏̒̕͟v̴̞̹̼̩͎̠̟̣̌̇̉ͫͣe̡͖̤̻͓ͪ͋̽ͪ͛r̯͎͈̳͊ͫ̊̉ͭ́y̡̛̙̙͋͞t̰͑ͤ̾ͯ̐͒̉̚͘ͅh̸͉̲̗̹͕͌ͮ̂ȋ̓͢҉̼̳̞̘͡ņ͓ͨ͛̎g̜͍͇̿̾͛ͥ̈͊̀ ̵̺̞̪͕̌̚"


                     "E̩̼̓̈́͗̚͟v̤͔̲͈͔̱̣͐͑̽̇͂͒ͦ̿͢eͭ̎̔ͬͮ́̇̚̚҉͙̦̰̰̳͠ṟ̖̈́ͫ͗̋ͧ̐̿͠y̡̞̖̝̳̦̬͂ͣ̋ͯͬ̏͑̓ṫ̜̖̱͈͍͎̈́̔ͫ̍ͥh̸̛̠̞̰͈͓͚̭̟̳̍̒̇̓̇͛i͔̖̦̮̣͇̅͋̄̌ͬ̎n̢̘̝̘̘ͬ͒g̻͖͍͇ͬͮ̈ͨ̆ͦ̇ ͫ͑̇͆͊͏҉̤̹̪͉i̗̳̞̯̠̠ͯ̽ͭ̓͋̈́s͔͎̊̅̃̀̔̃̕"


                                         "Ë́̉ͣͪ͑͂ͯ̂v̿ě̄ͭ̂r̄͑̆̊ͤ̌y͛͊̾t́̓͒̓̋h̓̌̄ͯ̒͋ͦḯ̋ͦ̾̎͋n̓̊ͩ͊ͫ̎gͫͫͨͭ̈́̊ ́̽ͪ̍ͨ̚w̒̿̈́̐̓͌i͌͐ͭ͒ͦͪľ͊̇̊ͤ̊̒͗lͥͤ ̌̏b͋ͪ̄ͦé̀̽̓͋̈̐"




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