I stood in the corner, curled up trying to keep myself safe, hidden from the scene before me.
I opened my eyes only once and a while to see my sister madison getting whipped with a belt. She had done nothing wrong but evelyn was always angry. She always found something to be pissed about. Mostly her feelings were taken out on us , because no one else would listen or understand.
I stood there as madison screamed in pain. The brown leather lashing back to her with each flick of the wrist. I diddnt do anything. I only watched. I mean what could I have done I would only have gotton beat.
Once Evelyn was satified with her work she left and walked proudly to her bedroom.
"Madison!" I cried out as I ran over by her side to help comfort her.
"Im alright" she said as she let out a breathly gasp.
I turned my face to hide the guilt I was feeling, and walked down the hall towards my mothers room. I opened it just slighlty but loud enough Evelyn could hear and called out "drunk", and then exited quietly.
As I walked to the living room I could hear the clanking of glass being thrown at the bedroom walls, and the bitter, cigarette like smoke coming from underneath the door. I reconized this smell as pot.
" I think its time we go" I said to Madison.
" I think your right" She said back as she put out her hand for me to grab.
After I helped her up off the floor, we opened the door, walked down the steps, and as soon as our feet hit the gravel road we began walking.
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~ If I Stay~
Roman pour AdolescentsThis story is about a girl and her struggles she has to face in life, with her drug, and achohol addicted parents, and her hope in finding someone with the same life problems as her own and together they walk through life one step at a time, togethe...