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''Winnie slowly made her way home. It was a modest, small house, with shingles that were falling off because her drunken father hadn't bothered. She opened the door.''

''"Lily?" She called, wondering where her sister was. Winnie only shrugged when she didn't answer, walking into the living room. Her father was watching t.v. as usual, beer bottles scattered across the stained rug. His eyes flicked to her, but no hello. Winnie stayed for a minute, then sighed, walking to her room. She entered her room, taking off her chuck taylor's and plopping on her bed with a huff. The puppy barked circling once around a spot on her bed then giving another yap.''