[color=C71585][h1]Murphy Miller[/h1][/color]

Murphy kept calm and walked past the stairs, past the cryings of her father, past the sounds of constant whippings, past the sounds of pain and torture. and walked into her apartment. her apartment wasn't the best but right now she didn't care, she sat over to her bed and moved into a Fetal Position, covering her ears and closing her eyes. wishing the whole thing would be over.

It was a painful feeling, trying to ignore everything with no avail. no matter how hard she tired all she could do was burst into tears and pray to god her father wouldn't ever get in trouble again. whatever he did. it wasn't worth the risk and she completely disagreed with him.