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				July 22nd 2009, 08:13 AM
			
			
			
		 
		
	
                
            	
		
		
I've broken a mirror before...I had just gotten into a fight with him. I was washing my cuts, bruises, and my face in the bathroom sink. I looked up and saw my father...but it wasn't him, it my reflection . I jumped, screamed, and threw my fist forward as hard as I could. The mirror shattered and I had fresh wounds on my hand. I did it because I was so scared. But I'll never admit it.
 
		
	
		
		
                
		
		
		
	
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