When in 2nd grade

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Alcohol bottles everywhere
We heard a smash
Running to the room
Lock..
We hear the old man roar
Load with hate
Bang bang
CRASH
We heard on the other side
Yelling
Crying
silence..
he went to rest
To scared to leave
We fall asleep
Morning
He's sober
Forgetful
But a hole in the wall
All that was left
One scar
Forgotten
Only in second grade

A few weeks pass
yell
Yell
YELL
The noise accelerated
Push
Shove
We enter the room
Curiosity is leading
He throws the pot
The stew everywhere
Boiling hot
Wee woo
Weeeee wooo
Sirens are buzzing
Taken out

Weeks pass
He's back

10 years pass..
no more yelling..

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