“Evermore! You worthless piece of shit, you’re burning the dinner!” My step father Patrick, shouts up the stairs to me, I knew by the tone in his voice that I needed to move. I had to run up to change my top as I spilt hot sauce on it, I must have forgotten to turn the hob off while I was away. The sauce was burning my skin so I didn’t think, I’ll do better next time. As I arrive in the kitchen, Patrick stood there with his arms crossed looking at me with a stern look. I move passed him and to the dinner, only to find that the dinner wasn’t burned at all but looked around about done. “You’re lucky it’s not burnt, you and I would be having one of our talks if it did.” He tells me from behind, I gulp fear making its way through me as I nod my head.I knew what he meant by talk, I wasn’t in the mood to have to deal with one of those today. Not that I’m ever in the mood to have one, I wanted to just make this dinner and head to bed without any trouble today. He looks me up and down wit
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