(small chapter, sorry😬)
Kaira Henderson:
You know, the nature really is ecstatic and beautiful. With it currently being 2:53 am right now, my lights off, and me looking out the window, my hair gently blowing with the wind with my arms hugged around my knees, it really is hard to sleep when you have an abusive father and siblings you really love.
My life hasn't always been that easy. I never really got what I wanted, neither did my siblings. We always had to, or at least be like, servants of my father and do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted, however he wanted. Because if we didn't, we knew that we would soon repent it.
Thomas Henderson, sixteen years old, who is also the oldest sibling. Me, Kaira Henderson, fifteen years old. Cole Henderson, fourteen years old. And the twins, Danny and Clara Henderson, eleven years old. I really love my siblings. Without them, I wouldn't never be able to survive in this cruel world.
I really miss my mom, Chloe. Everyone thinks she died in a car crash, but the real truth is, my abusive father killed her. He killed her because whenever he used to come back home drunk, which was - and still is - almost everyday, she used to save us. She used to escort us to our room and then she would 'take care of him'.
We always used to hear her screaming from downstairs back then.
My face then feels a wet substance fall down from my cheek. I shut my eyes close and secretly curse at myself. Why do I always start crying out of nowhere? I didn't even know I was crying. Then again, I'm not shocked.
I'd always sit near my window and cry all the time, it would be surprising when I wouldn't. Just as I thought tonight would be normal, all of a sudden, I flinched and snap my head to my closed door once I hear a crash from downstairs, the cold air slapping against my tear stains on my red cheeks.
Oh, my god. No, no, please. Oh god, no. It's happening again.
I immediately wiped my tears without a thought whilst rushing towards my door and stumbling down the stairs, nearly tripping. With my heart racing, the sight before me was devastating.
My dad grabbing a vase. And there she was...Clara.
He was about to hit my sister! What the hell? There was no way I was gonna let that happen.
Not to her.
no because wtf is this story. i just came here to edit these chapters and now realize how weird this is 😔😭
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