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The Chaos Pen
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(Chapter 2)
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I ran away today,
From all the screaming and the pain.
From all the yelling and the noises,
My parents are insane.

They tore the house up vigarously,
The left me out of the picture, out of the scene.
They hit,smacked and knocked things down,
I was invisible and unseen.

I was scared to death,
There was nothing I could remorse.
I got down on bended knee and prayed to god,
For my parents' divorce.

All of a sudden, everything stopped,
And a slight tear rolled down my cheek.
I felt my eyes begin to water,
And my legs were loose and weak.

I looked over at my father,
He looked so out of breath.
He began to cry and lower his head in shame,
Because he beat my mother to death.