I whisper to her, gently brushing a tear from her cheeks. The door to my bedroom bursts open as I push my sister behind me, looking up at the monster from my nightmares.
He slurs his words as he yells at me, for doing absolutely nothing. Already knowing that running will only make it worse. I stand waiting for him to take out his anger. He rips my hair down, bringing me to the floor. He kicks my stomach, and I loose my breath. Bringing my hand to clutch it. I clench my jaw as he repeatedly contacts his foot to my stomach.
