One morning

This morning I woke up and and my little brother was screaming and my dad was shouting I had an idea of what had happened. I got dressed into my favorite clothes and the fight was still
going. I peeped around the corner and I saw my dad shouting and threatening to harm my brother and mum. I cautiously walked around the corner and everything went silent.

I started crying and I ran grabbed my school bag ran back out. I clutched my brothers hand and ran to the bus with bloodshot eyes, I got on the bus and sat down with my brother. It was silent until my brother whimpered
"Is it going to be ok"
I didn't answer as I knew whatever I said would be bad.

Then my best friend came on the bus and paused at the sight that the seat was taken and gave me the evil eyes. I thought to myself I think I just lost my best friend #Worstdayever. My brother looked up at me and saw me tearing.

Ok I thought to myself this day started badly by badly I mean worst day ever anyway it is a fresh start tomorrow.