You were a normal girl, no not normal, you were the opposite of normal. Your family was horrible to you, well your dad was at least. You have depression and bad anxiety. Bullied in school. Will he end it all?
You held your brother tight as you heard your mother's screams and cries for help, you could hear his silent sobs in the closet you were both in. It seemed that your father had no boundries when it came to beating your mom.
Soon you heard footsteps come up the stairs, you knew what was going to happen. He was gonna yank your brother from your arms and then beat you, but when the closet door opened it was your mom, bloodly and brusied. "M-mom" you said "(Y/N) pack your stuff, you two" you were confused. Where the hell was your dad?
You had packed your stuff and your brother's stuff, when your mom came in, "(Y/N) come here help me with something, stay here Phillip" your mom said to the both of you.
You followed your mom downstairs, you gasped at the sight before you, your dad was on the floor.
A butcher knife in his head, it made you happy to see him gone, you looked up to see a grin on your mom's face. "Help me burn the body would you (Y/N)" you nodded, a wide grin on your face.
Your mom set the house on fire. Your brother asleep in the car. You looked back to see the burning house, so many bad memories gone.
Thank God for that.
Sorry it was short but I hope you enjoy this story!
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