Leaving Refuge –
The girl woke up to the usual dread of leaving her refuge. She would do anything to evade school.
She applied hot washcloths on her forehead to mimic a fever, to scraping the back of her gullet with a needle, drawing thin lines of blood, to show Daddy she had a bad sore throat. Sometimes she would try crushing her hand, foot or leg beneath weighty objects.
These were just a few of her techniques.
Injuring herself in any fashion proved acceptable, she reasoned, in order to not leave her bedroom.
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