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She has no money

I stood up, brushed the dirt off my bloody knees and looked conflicted against him as he stood in the doorway. I shuffled my legs back as soon as he took a step toward me. I did not let him take me, not this time. Never in life.
I scooted me back again and crashed into the window so much that I almost fell out. I grabbed hold of the window sill and threw me backwards so powerful that I hit the ground with the coccyx.
I grimaced and groaned before I defiantly looked up at the window I have fallen off. He stood there and breathed out into the chilly air before he started to run away from the window. I got up and started to quickly run away from the house.
Frost flakes stuck my feet and held it well aware of the cold ground I ran on. I ran into another street and looked me in the dark. Wherever I could, I did not, I just knew I'd get out of here.
As I rounded a corner I hit suddenly into something and went back into the snow. I felt cold, add themselves as a shell around my body when I pressed my elbows against the snow to try to get up in the hope that hurricane run away from him.
"Are you okay?" Did I hear a man's voice and looked up again. Above me stood a man in a black suit as he handed me his hand. I quickly took his hand as he helped me up.
Behind him stood a street lamp but I could not possibly make out his face shape so I bowed quickly and began to run away from him. My legs suddenly gave way and I fell to the ground yet again. I could hear a couple of steps behind me, but my body had already given up. Just as he grabbed hold of me ...

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