"Lina, you little b***h!" Her mother, Mildred, shouts at her poor child. She throws a lamp, and the lamp narrowly misses its target.
"Mother, what did I do?" Lina asks in a frightened voice. She knows what will happen. More angry words, more abuse. The poor 12 year old is frightened beyond her wits.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?!?!" Her mother shrieks, "WHAT DID YOU DO?!?! YOU LAZY CHILD, YOU FAILED A TEST! YOUR A MORON!"
"But I got a 90, mother, it does not fail." She whispers. Her voice is failing her badly.
"YES IT DOES!!" Mildred holds up a knife. Lina knows what she's going to do. But Lina's knees fail her, and she falls, and waits for the painful stabbing of a knife.
The knife launched through the child's face, making a large scar, bleeding profusely.
Then, the mother stops. "Oh Lina, why did you make Mommy do that?" She whispers.
Lina cowers, blood covering her purple sweater.
Mildred gently carries her child upstairs, puts her in bed, and carefully bandanges the wound.
Lina pretends to be asleep, so that Mildred will leave, and when Mildred leaves, the child begins to pack her bags. Mildred, an hour later, goes to bed, and the child makes for the front door. But before she leaves, she puts on... A mask. A large mask big enough to cover Lina's face. It is a pumpkin mask, and she leaves with it on.
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