The jesters king

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I saw as my father punched a hole in the wall with his fist,next he grabbed for a knife from the kitchen I saw as he slowly lurked towards my mother. With tears streaming down her cheek she tried to run but he had pinned her down. then with a ear piercing shriek it was over. I tried to scream but my sister had covered my mouth and held me back,underneath the kitchen table we were hid from sight but then the protective grasp of my sister was gone. I heard a window shatter then silence.

My heart was racing with terror and heavy footsteps stopped directly in front of me then his shrill perky voice appeared ."Come out come out where ever you are. Ha ha ha" suddenly the kitchen table was overturned bearing my wilted sobbing face.He pulled me up by my neck and pressed me against a wall. I could feel his warm thick breath as he said "Let's put a Smile on that face."

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