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“How do you like school Keeley, did you find it difficult to concentrate there?”

“Not really, no I like it well enough I guess”

“How do you feel about being homeschooled by your parents?”

Reht about her answer before speaking yet another lie to someone who could probably help her, but she was too afraid “Well, I was shocked at first, but Mo forward to it now Plus, I’ll get to spend more time with Mom and Dad,” she replied to Carol with her fake s just a little bit more with each false word she spoke

“What about seeing your friends? Do you think this will affect your relationships with any of them?”

“Oh… Uuess it won’t matter” She had to force the truth of those words out and look down, so that Carol wouldn’t see the tears in her eyes It wasn’t that she didn’t want friends, she just wasn’t allowed to have the to lie about the bruising and broken bones, and whatever else rong with her

Shocked, Carol inquired, “None, at all?” Shaking her head no, Carol moved on to the next few questions, which Keeley just lied her way through so that no one would ever know the truth about what happened behind the walls of her house

After speaking with her parents a few more minutes, Carol finally left and Keeley tried to slink off to her roo he promised her

Luck wasn’t with her It never was lately

“You little bitch! Where do you think you’re going?” Her father yelled while grabbing a handful of her hair in one hand and holding a bottle of whiskey in his other Taking a swig of the foul-s stuff, he lifted her up by the hair and smashed her face off the wall She bit her lip so she wouldn’t cry out, because that only enraged him more for some reason She kept herfor this to end was her only choice

The third thing she knew, she had to get out or she was dead