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Kaira Henderson:

Clara's pleading screams could be heard from miles away. Her screams were heartbreaking. I hated seeing my siblings living with so much fear. All I ever wanted was a normal life, or maybe even a normal family, but my father would never let that happen.

Without thinking, I run in front of her and bend down to her height, covering her with my arms. I didn't care if I get hurt, I only cared about my siblings. I was used to myself getting hurt, but I just can't see my siblings get hurt.

Before he could smash the vase on either of us, Thomas suddenly came from behind and grabbed my dad's hand while he threw the vase of the floor. He grabbed Clara and I and push us to the couch in protection. I look at him as I breath heavily at the close call.

I stare at my oldest brother as I watch his chest pump up and down at a fast pace, us keeping eye contact as our father groans while twisting and turning on the floor. It looks like he had already been doing something before my father started throwing a fit. Thomas' next moves makes my heart sink to the floor. I watch as he hesitantly nods his head up and down as he never leaves his eyes from mine. It was as if the world had stopped spinning.

Is this real..? Finally. Finally

We always talked to each other saying that if we nod when our 'father' is being abusive, one day we would call the cops and then finally give him in. But Tom refused to give him in this soon, hoping and believing that Jake will change and that this will be over soon, that we will go back to a happy family and have a happily ever after. But as I grew up, I realized that 'Happily-Ever-After' doesn't exist. It is, in fact, just made up. Just like many other great things in the world. It's a fairy tale. All of it is a fairy tale.

Now remembering Tom's actions, a huge smile across my face as I grab Clara's hand and ran towards the house phone. I watched as Tom started to distracting Jake, our 'father'. Just as I dialed the number, I saw Jake slap Tom across the face as he threw a glass at his head, making Tom groan in pain. Then I watch as Tom started to bleed from his head, making me shriek.

I dropped the landline and was about to rush to Tom without thinking, but luckily Cole grabbed me from behind. Even though Cole's younger to me, him and Tom are still taller.

"No!" Cole yelled over all the screams, cries and pleads or everyone. "We have to do this!" He whispered in my ear as I see Thomas on the floor, Jake staring down at him. He must've seen Thomas nod."You have to do this."

As much as I wanted to refuse this and watch Thomas get hurt, I thought about how much our lives could change after I just make this one action. This one small phone call, so I gave in.

"Okay." I whispered back while standing up as I hesitantly let go of him. God, why didn't we give Jake in sooner? I told Thomas that it wasn't worth it, our lives could've been better long before.

I quickly grab the landline with my shaky hands and typed 911, as I watch Clara sit in the corner while covering herself, scared that our father would see her.








wtf am i even doing w my life at this point? just trust the process. this story gets better, i swear 😃 .

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