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[DASH=plum]Kimberly Howell found herself sitting on a hospital bed, looking down at her arms that had some stitches in places and was mostly covered in bandages. She could feel a few stitches in her cheek and a few bandages on her face. There were even stitches on her stomach. Kim closed her eyes, recalling what her abusive father pulled just a few short hours ago. He had stumbled into her bedroom, nearly empty bottle of alcohol in his hand. She figured it would be just a regular beating but something was different. He dragged her out of her bed and raped her on her bedroom floor, all the while screaming and struggling. Her father smashed the bottle against the wall and proceeded to slash at her. Kimberly was left on the floor, violated, bleeding and crying while her father dug out a gun that was hidden in the bottom of her closet she never knew was there. She watched helplessly as her father placed the gun in his mouth and ended his own life before her eyes.
A neighbor had heard the gunshot and called the police where they found Kimberly and her father. That's how she got here, and all those thoughts came rushing back to her like a bad dream and she found herself shaking. "K-Kimberly!" A familiar voice rang out at the door of her hospital room. It was her Aunt Laura, her deceased mother's sister. Her aunt rushed to her and embraced her gently, as not to cause her any more discomfort. Kimberly clung to her aunt and shook as tears streamed down for what felt like the 100th time that night.
Before she knew it, she was in her Aunt's pick-up truck headed three hours south to the small farm in Willow Village. Silence filled the whole car ride, even after her aunt played music for herself. Kimberly stared out the window, trying to enjoy the view and put everything else out of her mind. By the time they got there it was around noon, and Kimberly hadn't slept at all. She looked around in a daze as her Aunt told her about Willow Village as they drove through it, and less than a mile away was her tiny ranch.
Kimberly had said as little as possible while the two women unloaded the truck of Kimberly's things and into the guest bedroom. It looked like a hotel in the way it wasn't homely or lived in like the rest of the house. The farm was quaint, with a decent size garden and horses, cows, goats, and chickens. The girl was sitting in her new bedroom with the door open, looking down at her arms when she heard her aunt call for her at the door. "Kimberly, come on out, there's someone here I want you to meet!" The girl made her way out of the house to see her aunt and a young man talking a few yards away. "She's been through a lot, and she's kind of shy..." Kimberly heard her aunt speaking to the boy about her. "Here, sweetheart, introduce yourself. This young man stops by every so often to help me out around the farm." Her aunt placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. Kimberly sheepishly glanced up at the young man's face, her deep brown eyes looking over his features."Uh... Hi, I'm.. I'm Kimberly." She said slowly, a hand reaching up to twirl a strand of natural red hair nervously around her finger.[/DASH]
A neighbor had heard the gunshot and called the police where they found Kimberly and her father. That's how she got here, and all those thoughts came rushing back to her like a bad dream and she found herself shaking. "K-Kimberly!" A familiar voice rang out at the door of her hospital room. It was her Aunt Laura, her deceased mother's sister. Her aunt rushed to her and embraced her gently, as not to cause her any more discomfort. Kimberly clung to her aunt and shook as tears streamed down for what felt like the 100th time that night.
Before she knew it, she was in her Aunt's pick-up truck headed three hours south to the small farm in Willow Village. Silence filled the whole car ride, even after her aunt played music for herself. Kimberly stared out the window, trying to enjoy the view and put everything else out of her mind. By the time they got there it was around noon, and Kimberly hadn't slept at all. She looked around in a daze as her Aunt told her about Willow Village as they drove through it, and less than a mile away was her tiny ranch.
Kimberly had said as little as possible while the two women unloaded the truck of Kimberly's things and into the guest bedroom. It looked like a hotel in the way it wasn't homely or lived in like the rest of the house. The farm was quaint, with a decent size garden and horses, cows, goats, and chickens. The girl was sitting in her new bedroom with the door open, looking down at her arms when she heard her aunt call for her at the door. "Kimberly, come on out, there's someone here I want you to meet!" The girl made her way out of the house to see her aunt and a young man talking a few yards away. "She's been through a lot, and she's kind of shy..." Kimberly heard her aunt speaking to the boy about her. "Here, sweetheart, introduce yourself. This young man stops by every so often to help me out around the farm." Her aunt placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. Kimberly sheepishly glanced up at the young man's face, her deep brown eyes looking over his features."Uh... Hi, I'm.. I'm Kimberly." She said slowly, a hand reaching up to twirl a strand of natural red hair nervously around her finger.[/DASH]