I watched them again.
Fighting for a $100 note which had been 'misplaced' by her.
She shouted. He yelled. But somehow it got out of hand.
He called her names " slut! Whore! Bitch!" which came evident into my everyday vocabulary.
It is not at all good for a twelve year old I assure you but I am more mature than others of my age. I sometimes regret being born in this family as no
She cursed at him and got furious.
Standing in the corner of the room I could make out this won't be any good. I ran to my room inside the closet hiding . Tears running down from my eyes were not stopping until I heard a piercing scream and a loud bang that indicated the slamming of door.
I quickly ran out and saw him withering under the flames. His body was set on fire.
I ran to the fire extinguisher and sprayed it at him. He was saved but sobbing quietly , hiding his face not wanting to see me or him hurt.
I took his mobile phone and dialled 911.
"Hello! How may I help you?"a confident and sturdy voice answered.
" Help me please. He has been burnt badly please- help! She burnt him...please please. He will die. I know that. Please save him. I love him very much" I cracked at the end.
"It will be alright sweety.We will be there immediately. Tell me who has been burned? We will arrive with paramedics in 5 minutes."
"My- my Brother"
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