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♥︎𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 11♥︎

다시 또 이 밤을 지새운다

⚠️𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗦:⚠️
𝗔𝗕𝗨𝗦𝗘
𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗗
𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗣𝗛𝗜𝗖 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗥𝗜𝗣𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦

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Hannah: Best Bahng🤟😎
Lucas: Favorite Bahng✌️☺️
12 𝓨𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓰𝓸

𝓗𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓪𝓱 𝓟𝓞𝓥

"Oppa!!" I yelled as I ran down the hall to my brother's room. I opened the door to see him sitting on his bed, an orange bottle of white candy in his hand. He looks up at me and his face wore an emotion of frustration. I walk over to him and hold my dolls up to his face. "Can we play dolls Oppa?" I say while waving my Ken doll in his face. "Go away Hannah..." he said. I got annoyed and pouted my lips. "But I wanna play! Please!?" I said, drawing out the, please.

"Not now Hannah. I'm tired," he said while still staring at the candy. "PLEASE?! Just for a little bit?!" I said. "I SAID NO HANNAH!!" he yelled and then he pushed me which causes my temple to hit the corner of his side table. I stared at the floor as I felt blood drip down from my head. I look back at him to see him...smiling? I held back tears as he began to laugh like a psycho and walk to me. I backed up and tried to stand up but he pinned me and began punching me.

⚠️𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗗⚠️
⚠️𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗣𝗛𝗜𝗖 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗥𝗜𝗣𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦⚠️

I screamed and our parents came running in to see the bloody scene. They pulled Christopher off of me and my mom took me away. We went to the bathroom and that's when I was my face. My eye was swollen and black, my temple was bleeding more, my lip was busted and bleeding, my nose was bleeding, and my cheek had a red puffy bruise on it with a small scar that had blood coming out. My mom treated my wounds while I heard Chris yelling at each other. My mom sent me to my room and told me to stay until they got back home.

❤️𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗘 ❤️

That was only the beginning.

Ever since that day, Chris has been a demon from hell. He would break stuff, trash his room, beat me up and he almost killed our dog Berry by choking her with a rope. And it didn't get better after Lucas came back from grandma's. If anything, it got worse. He shifted all of his rage to Lucas. While it was nice to not get hurt by him, Lucas was my little brother and as his older sister, I have to protect him. Even if it's from my older brother.

Sometimes Mom and Dad would take Christopher to a special doctor as he told me and he would be gone from home for days, weeks, or even months. Those were the best days of our life. Nothing was broken, no one was yelling, no one was bleeding. It was good. But when he came home, it would go back to how it was. I remember the first time I went to the 'special doctor' with my dad and Chris. I was 10 at the time and Lucas was 8.

Mom and Lucas went to stay with Grandma and Dad didn't want to leave me alone at the house so he took me with him. We went into the office and sat down to see a nice-looking lady sitting across from us. "Hello, Christopher. How are you today?" she said with a soothing voice. "Same as usual..." he said. "Well, I've been hearing that you aren't improving that well. Have you been taking your pills?" she asked while writing something down.