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Part 2

Since I was sitting at an angle that I could see his whole body I starred at his "over-worn" boots. Then I brutally glided up passing his splattered painted pants. Reaching his ripped black shirt that had the words " A P P R O V E D " written on it. It was my step father "Juan Harris". Scared to do it, I looked at his eyes and said.." Yes?"

"What are you doing?" he said.

~" Starring at you " I said.

 He walked closer, my breathing rate went up.

He took off his shirt, and threw it on the floor.The show was unplesant."What are you doing?!" I said raising my voice a pinch. "Starring at you" he said with a smerk on his face."Your nasty. Leave my room or I'm going to tell mom again".

He cocked his head to the left and his eyes grew big as if he wanted to tie my neck with a rope and bang me against the wall several times. Then he dashed, running towards me and slaped both hands on my neck. One placed on top of the other. Legs on each side of me as if he was riding a horse. 

He laughed. " You know, tomorrow your mother won't even exist anymore. I would get into details but your a minor. Lets just say there'll be no bullets in my pistole when Im done" he smiled. 

I didn't say anything. Not because I didn't want to, but because I honestly wasn't able to.He was squeezing my neck so hard from all around, that I felt as if his middle finger was going to push my spine into shifting its way threw my esophagus. Gosh I want to scream! I want rip all the skin off his face, but he was trying to kill me. He was succeeding. I was trying to keep my eyes from rolling back.

I took one last look at the world. With one little gasp of air, I inhaled... While looking at my soft pink blanket, the glow in the dark stickers on my ceiling and the man who killed " Amber Reece "

Or at least tryed to...