Chapter 8:Joy

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I woke up again. I just wanted to see my family again, why couldn't I just leave?! So, I flashed back to my past as a reminder of what I escaped from.

I had been woken up by Azealia. She was only a baby so I couldn't blame her. I got up and went into her and Harlan's room. I rocked her until she fell asleep. I turned around to see my stepmother, Debbie, with her hands on her hips. She hissed, "Why did you do that?! Come here now!" I walked over and she grabbed me and walked me into the bathroom. She washed my mouth out with soap and asked,"Is that enough?" I nodded and she continued. When she stopped she spanked me five times on the face. She hissed, "Go back to your room!"

A few years later, I woke up to see Azealia and Harlan fighting over a toy. Debbie walked over, plucked it out of Azealia's grasp and handed it to Harlan. Then she poured cereal. She filled a bowled to the brim and gave it to Harlan and poured us each a handful. I looked down at my cereal and secretly poured it into Azealia's bowl. Charlie did the same.

I stopped reflecting and sighed. I looked up and saw, down the hall, was a rotting Spring Bonnie suit. I scowled and poked Bonnie awake. He gasped when he saw it too. When will this chaos ever stop!?

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