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After Brooklyn met Freddy, she went inside her new room. She looked inside and spin around in circles before she plopped down on her bed and began unpacking her bags. After unpacking her clothes she was about to put them in her drawers when she accidentally dropped her bag.
Sighing heavily, she grabbed some books, but saw a brown stuffed animal on the floor. She shakily picked it up and started breathing shakily as the scary and traumatic experience she had to suffer when she was a child came flooding back. ~•~ Six year old, Brooklyn and Billy Batson was in their shared room playing with their toys at the small, cheap apartment they had. Their foster parents were arguing and it kept getting worse for both of the kids. The fact, that the father abused both kids and the mother kept getting scared also, trying to forget about it all both is something Billy nor Brooklyn could experience.
"All you do is beat the kids!" The mother yelled. "And all the fuck you've ever done was nothing!" Tomas, the foster father yelled at the mother. Brooklyn felt hot tears streaming down her small cheeks as she tugged on to her teddy bear tightly.
Billy and Brooklyn both could hear a plate drop and went to see that her foster dad punch her foster mom in the face. Brooklyn winced as she closed her eyes imagining her foster mom's eye bruised. The brunette had to admit she was very much scared of Thomas, she heard the front door close shut.
Patricia, the foster mom, came in and smiled at the little girl. She crouched down and pulled her up, wiping her tears from her face. "Mommy and daddy were just talking. It's okay kids."
Billy scowled the woman as her hair was in a very messy ponytail, her eyes were in dark circles, and her clothes were torn from being worn every day.
She brought the kids in the living room and sat them down on the couch and played whatever was on tv. Patricia never put Disney or Nickelodeon on tv for the kids, because she didn't know how to work a tv so it played whatever was on tv. ~•~ Minutes later, Thomas came home with a bottle of Brandy as he drunk, probably a ton of it. He roughly grabbed Brooklyn by the arm and punched her in the face. "Brooklyn!" Billy cried.
He ran over to his sister and helped her up. "That does it, I'm calling 9-1-1, and you are going to jail for the rest of your life!" Patricia yelled and ran over to the phone, but not before Thomas grabbed her hair.
"Thomas! Stop!" She yelled. Billy steps in by grabbing the Brandy and smashing it over Thomas' head. Thomas collapsed on the floor and Patricia called 9-1-1. Thomas was sentenced to eight years in prison for battery and child abuse. ~•~ Later that day, Patricia was talking to the police about the attack while the kids were talking to Child Welfare. "Kids, I'm going to take you into another home because this is not suitable for you two. I promise you, this home will be the perfect one." Brooklyn was swinging her teddy bear back and forth.
After they entered the car, Brooklyn laid her head down on Billy's shoulder before falling asleep. Billy saw and heard his sister shaking, before he wrapped her in his warm leather jacket. "I luw you Billy." Brooklyn said as she slowly drifted off to sleep, dreaming about rainbows and unicorns.
