Broken Cases

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Listen To-BTS-HOLD ME TIGHT

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Ljoe stood in front of his house again.He didn't want to come back,he'll he rather die.But since the government clearly states that he was under their custody until he was legal or right age.That way he could get out of the hellhole.

With shaky fingers,he opened the door to find it unlocked.They knew I would come back,bastards

Taking minimal steps,he stepped inside the dark state.It was quiet and dark,just like last time.And when he tried to move,a knee jabbed him in the ribs.It sent him across the room.That's when two meaty hands grabbed his shirt.

"Pull this crap again and next time you might not live."His father's voice sneered before he was thrown again towards the coffee table.It made contact with the stitches he had.He felt it coming out since they were frail and it hurt.

Ljoe didn't know how many minutes he's been laying on the carpet with blood seeping through.It might cost more to retouch it.

He got up very slowly and he felt drained out.All pale,bloody,and hurt.

Ljoe stood up as he tried to walk.Walking with stitches coming out isn't the best idea,but he gotta get help.

And if he doesn't,he's screwed. 

All the energy he could muster up;Ljoe made it out the door and trudged to the broken gate.He looked down and chuckled at his state.The