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Mardi Gras is supposed to be a fun time. People wear masks and get drunk. Not me. I was locked down in the basement as punishment for not asking permission to pee. My “foster” dad came down after he took his lil’ ones to the parade. He carried a bag full of beads. He must have collected them from the parade as they were all in green and purple. He threw me down on the floor and started choking me with the beads. I didn’t even have a chance for my mind to register what he was doing. My body started flaring around. I was in distressed. Finally when I was on the verge of passing out, he let go. He just stood over me and laughed as I tried to catch my breath. Before I could, he started kicking my chest several times. It hurt so bad and my screams were weak from the choking. He made sure to break a few ribs. Then has he was walking away, he threw the beads at my face and said that was all the fun I was going to have for today.

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