Every day the rest of the week is almost the same as the last, by the end of the week I have at least 4 bruises. The one on my face I cover up with makeup. The make-up can never trick my friends they know. They always know. I don’t know how they always know cause I almost never tell them but, they know.
Saturday rolls around and It is nothing new Its my dad yelling a lot as he swigs another beer. So I sit in mine and masons room so we don’t disturb him and get “discipline” that’s what he calls it. Mason starts to tell me he’s hungry. I look at the clock It’s 12:43. I get up and go Into the kitchen but I see that my dad is on the couch asleep so I make some food very quietly. I accidentally drop the plate and as it the floor it made a loud “BANG.” Pa Instantly woke up and looked at me, he then started yelling and cursing and screaming at me. I just look down at my feet and say “yes, sir, sorry, sir.” After that he yells “SORRY? SORRY? SORRY, AIN’T GONNA CUT IT!!!!!” He grabs my arm so hard I think it will fall off, drags me to my room and throws me in. As soon as I hit the ground he slams the door shut and I can hear him say “kids, such screw ups.” I grab my little brother sit on my bed with him and cry, I just sit there and quietly cry and say “sorry, mason I couldn’t finish making you food…” He just hugged me. He said “It’s okay sissy I still love you anyway.” I’m thankful that even though he has grown up in the crap hole we call our house he’s still has a kind heart.
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HorrorGirls mom dies and her dads an abusive drunk now all she really has is her little brother and some good friends. or does she have good friends????
