She wants you home.
Where are you?
She's angry.
Mad.
Furious.
She's throwing things around.
She's hurt, and so are we.
A candle flies towards sister.
She doesn't dodge it in time.
A slap is aimed at me.
My eyes are wide open
as I feel the sting.
Brother is trying to do homework next door.
It's no use.
Where are you?
Please come home.
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Animalistic
Short StoryA collective three part series of my inner most sensitive thoughts, experiences and revelations. Through tragedy and trauma, loss and hope; I've gathered all of my memories and emotions during that time and placed them here. For the curious minds...
