I could hear Kassie crying. I could feel the stinging on my face. The alcohol in his breath was strong. I wanted to throw up. My dad threw me across the room. I screamed. Kassie just cried and watched. I wish she could do something. Maybe call for help. But she couldn't. It was too big of a risk. Even if she tried, my mom or dad would catch her and hurt her.
"Y'all need to be quiet. If I hear a scream, or one of y'all cry for help. Oh your gonna wish you hadn't." He said. He walked out and shut the door. I heard him lock it too.
"Deep breaths Kassie. Deep breaths. Shhh. It's going to be okay. We will. I promise." I tried to calm Kassie down. After what felt like years, she stopped crying.
She laid down on my lap and drifted to sleep, as I leaned against the wall and listened to the faint screams from the other room. I heard my mom and dad fight. It was like when I was little. I would go to my room and cry silently. Listening to my screaming parents. I had wondered if we were going to stay a big happy family. But I was wrong. But I couldn't cry. I had to show Kassie t was going to be okay. I had to show her to stay strong. But she was asleep, so I could cry. I needed to cry silently though. I didn't want her to hear me. Kassie was pretty. She had reddish hair, cute freckles, and I wish I could see her smile. It would be beautiful.
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