~ 1938 ~
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"You stupid, stupid girl!" Uncle Peter shouted.
Slap!
My head turned with the hit that my uncle gave me. I didn't fall though. I didn't flinch, or move at all other than my head turning.
It was pathetic.
I laughed as I turned my head back to my uncle. His face grew redder and redder with his anger. Which only made me more amused.
I brought my hand to my lip. There was no blood, but it was a little sore. Not that I won't heal within seconds.
"Wow, you didn't even make me bleed. You know what that means, right?" I asked with a laugh. "That means you hit like a bit.ch."
Uncle Peter's eyes went wide. His face started to turn purple, he was getting so angry. It was comical. So I laughed harder.
Which led to my
