I woke up to people shouting. It sounded like it was coming from downstairs. I got up to see if my brother Caleb was ok. When I went in his room he was wide awake. I knew it was from the shouting. My parents never got into fights but these past few months it's been going on a lot. "When do they ever stop! " my brother said. I didn't say anything. I wanted to go downstairs so I told my brother I was going to go to the bathroom. I think he knew I was going downstairs. When I creeped downstairs I heard something I shouldn't of heard-"THIS IS WHY WE'RE GETTING DIVORCED" as I ran back upstairs a river of tears followed. I couldn't let Caleb see me. He saw me anyway. He ran into the room to comfort me. At first he was silent just staring at me with he's little blue eyes but I knew the questions were coming. Barely 5 minutes past and he started to question me "Emily what happened" I played it off like I just hurt myself going up the stairs. I couldn't let him know. I tried to fall asleep not thinking about it. I woke up to my brother hugging me very tightly it was actually comforting.
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Kiddnaped
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