I wake up from someone's scream. I look around to see from where the screams were coming from.
Until my eyes fell outside, I looked through the window only to see a little boy being slapped across his face.
I stared at him being slapped repeatedly by his mother. She was cursing. He just stared at her, taking every slap. He was screaming out in pain from every slap.
I couldn't stare any longer. I pull the cover over my head.
I can't take it. I cover my ears with my hands so I wouldn't hear his screams.I close my eyes tightly, praying for it to stop. But it doesn't it just keeps going.
My mother barges into my room, coming to my bed and takes me into her arms.
"Shhh it's okay, honey" she whispers rocking me back and forth. I close my eyes sobbing quietly. The pain he must be going through is unthinkable.
"Shouldn't we help him, mommy?" I ask sobbing into her blouse.
What she says next just breaks my heart.
"No it isn't our problem. We shouldn't nose in other people's business " she responds.
I look up at her with teary eyes. Did my mother just tell me that?
She continues to rock me whilst he was screaming for help.
But no one helped him.
After a few minutes it dies down. He stops screaming.
I breath out. My mother leaves the room.
I immediately get out of bed and go to the window. I can see right into his room.
A sob escapes my mouth. He was lying on the ground. He was shaking. Rocking himself to sleep.
But he couldn't sleep.
I just keep starring at him. Like he was the most interesting thing on earth.
Until he gets up wiping his tears. He walks over to the window to close the curtains.
But I can't move, it's like I'm glued to the floor.
He stares at me sadly making my heart hurt.But then a smile breaks on his mouth and he waves his hand.
My heart beats faster. I immediately duck down and crawl to my bed.
He saw me, is what I think laying in bed that night.
I tried to fall asleep but couldn't. His screams didn't let me. Even though he stopped screaming, his screams were imprinted in my mind.
His screams were haunting me.
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