Erica
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“What are you doing here?” My father asked as he opened the long cabinet beside the fridge.
I blinked at him, after I had run out of my dark room where the shadows seemed to whisper and touch me I had hidden in the kitchen. My whole body was shaking as I had squeezed my eyes tightly in the dark cabinet and curled up into myself. I hated this dark but here there were no shadows, no rough hands and harsh whispers.
It took my eyes a second to adjust to the bright light of the kitchen that he had switched on. “D-daddy, there is someone in my room...”
His eyes flickered down and he looked away for a moment. Swallowing, he said, “Come now, you’re just afraid...”
I shook my head. “I want Summer.”
His lips pressed in a thin line and he said, “You know she’s staying at her friend’s.
