Brother did something; nobody knows what though. Father always said to never answer Brother...I obeyed. Every time Brother got his daily beatings, there was glimmer of sorrow in his eyes. His silence seemed to be yelling for me to come help. Although, I didn't answer him...all I did was sit there because I was afraid of Father. I always will be afraid.
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Silence
Short StoryThis is a story that I wrote a few years ago after reading the book "A child called it". This short story is a realistic fiction story that was inspired by a true story of the child in"a child called it". I hope you enjoy this story and please, plea...
