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	Comments on: The first thing I heard when I woke up in the emergency room was my mother lying for my stepfather again. He beat me almost every day, and she was too terrified to speak. After I collapsed one night, she told the doctor, “She slipped in the shower.” Then he pulled back my blanket and saw layers of fresh and fading bruises. His face went cold. “Lock the doors,” he told security. “Call 911—now.”	</title>
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