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having woken up? morning after the first night in the basement, Sylvia wanted to sleep. collect? and come back? back to normal, but she was so battered and bruised she could barely stand up. move?. Her body was swollen and stiff. When did she climb? up the stairs and dragging herself to the kitchen, her sister and the old woman’s children were gone? At home. But was she waiting for you? Gert. She sat down on the only unbroken chair that was left. in the room.
“Maybe everyone heard the lies you told?” about my daughter, but you might be are you sure now? know that you are liar?. I do not have to? you? punish?, she herself s?gne?łas? enough for yourself? suffering, but never weigh again? myself? wipe? my whore face with the names of my daughters.
Sylvia went back to school after the weekend. The official reason for her earlier absence was the flu. The bruises that the girl’s deliberately prudish clothing had not concealed turned pale and yellow, and the Baniszewski sisters generously lent her foundation, at least until the yellow stains were absorbed by the skin. enough to be recognized as common symptom of acne. From then on, Sylvia carefully avoided the company of the Gert children at school. She couldn’t risk saying or doing anything. inappropriate, what will reach “mom”, or bad? Coy again? on her? furiously. It was obvious to her that she had been deprived of the protections due to all children. She knew that if she made Gert angry, anyone would be able to kill her. hurt with impunity. It was clear from this that “mother” can be accused of more than? just overzealous in caring for a girl. And yet, despite Gert’s threats, which Sylvia heard the day after the beating, she still she thought the worst thing that had happened to her? meet already? I? met. Unfortunately, the specter of destruction still was close to her.
Meanwhile, Sylvia’s life took on brighter colors. She found a few friends at school with whom she could rest. from domestic nightmares. Her nearest? The other friend, apart from her sister, of course, was thirteen-year-old Anna Sisco. Compared to the socially savvy young of the Baniszewski clan, the Likens sisters were insanely bad, but their isolation was nothing compared to isolation? Anny, who couldn’t understand why Sylvia never invited her home or gave in. invite? to her. Likensówna did not want to risk it? asking at home about where she was, was she afraid? Too? bring? friends home Gert. It was enough that she and her sister were in the crone’s power. So she did everything to make sure no one else fell into those witches’ claws. Besides, Sylvia had no idea how Anna would react to how her friend treated? in the house of the Baniszewski family. If she tried to become in defense of Sylvia or report?c? on Gert, could it? unleash? a new, yet unknown hell.
The chaos in which Anna would find herself coming to the house of the Baniszewski family was further intensified by Coy’s regular visits. He never knew he kissed after that over Sylvia? as diligently as that first night, in a frenzy of rage, but Gert sent him with the girl anyway? to the basement, where Sylvia had to submit myself? his whims, which fortunately were limited to to throw it? about the floor? The girl wasn’t sure if she could explain? Annie your consent to this state of affairs, so as not to leave? sick? mentally. She could barely rationalize it herself.
However, in the end, she succumbed to Anna’s persuasion and brought her home one evening in the middle of the week, because then the kids who usually they filmed there, it was less. She thought that if she showed her friend the house quickly, she – embarrassed by his condition – would finally let go and stop smoking. to invite her? When they stood in the doorway, they heard voices coming from one of them. from distant places? the sound of the turntable, which was a good sign. Gert was sitting in the living room, patiently waiting for some entertainment?. that already? was not a good sign. Not at all?. When “mama” caught Sylvia’s gaze, a smile appeared on her face. for a while? evil smile, but soon after she went back into her ordinary? roles? the charming matron next door.
– Who? this? A friend of Sylvia’s? How good is it that I finally can? you? to get to know?!
Sylvia froze. She only had a moment for any rehearsal? get the situation under control before Gert rolls over as usual? after it like a roller and crush?z?y? yours? twisted? version? reality, so bad Sylvia will only be left with me? accept?. The girl opened her mouth, but was it already? too late. Gert patted the seat next to her on the sofa and grinned. in a smile full of artificial sweetness and pretended, sedate, motherly approval.
– Come on, sit down. Sylvia hasn’t said a word about you and we’re all dying of curiosity. What’s your name?? Well, go ahead, don’t be ashamed? myself?. slap yourself.
Then, with the same smile, she turned to to Sylvia:
“Why don’t you go get some?” drinking for your friend?
Sylvia on lead legs dragged herself? to the kitchen to find drinks. She had no idea what me? waiting for you back in the living room. When she came in, she didn’t make it even call back?, because the song?s?c? Anny hit me right away? on the cheek. Completely stunned, the girl stepped back. staggering into the corridor. Anna launched another attack, flailing her arms haphazardly in the air. Almost none of her punches reached Sylvia. Then her friend got drunk? tears, and her chaotic actions changed into sharp scream:
– How could you??! How dare you tell? people say things like that about my mom?! You… disgusting liar! I’ll tell everyone what kind of… I thought you were? My? friend?!
Crying, she squeezed through next to Sylvia and ran into the streets? The shocked Likensówna did not try to chase her. Gert shook her head sadly.
– Really? do you have to stop? lie, Sylvia. Otherwise, all of you hates?. And you would? she didn’t want to, right? You wouldn’t want the whole world to know that you are small?, mean?, lying? whore?.
Sylvia covered the distance between them in a few steps. It hung over Gert and for a while? it seemed to her, that unlimited space? self-confidence of an emaciated old woman begins shrink?. “Mama” stepped back? slightly and that was enough to break out? girl? from the grip of hate. Yet? she is not like the young Baniszewskis. He’s not a monster. Won’t hurt anyone? just because that someone he is cruel. She is above it. She’s better than Gert. She allowed herself only a polite smile and a slight twinkle of superiority in her eye.
“Please? Here are your drinks.” Mom.
Anna’s loss of sympathy and rumors of Sylvia’s lack of credibility meant that the girl was completely isolated from her peers at school. Hi? rumors must have reached? also? to adult members of this community, because soon teachers who previously, due to its difficult situation? family?, they approached Sylvia with sympathy?, now they have become cold towards her. Everything she said and did, they began to treat with suspicion? and constantly me? watched. The girl had the impression that Gert had suddenly expanded the scope of her influence and changed her world according to her intentions. It was a world where there was only one villain – Sylvia Likens.
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