I opened my eyes and saw mom hitting my little brother.
"Mom! Stop!" I shouted
"Kyle you're awake?"She said
"Yes I just woke up. What are you doing to my little brother?"I asked. My little brother is crying and came to my side and hides his face from my mom.
"Kyle it's not what it looks like" She said
"It is very clearly what it looks like!" I shouted back at her again
"I-i"
"Miles let's go!" I said as we go to my bedroom.
I shut the door and locked it up.
"Miles what did mom do to you? You're all wounded." I ask as I tried to treat his wounds.
"I don't know brother she always hit me and always tell me that don't ever tell this to you." He said
"So. She always hit you like that everytime I'm gone?" I asked. I'm angry at my mom.
"Yes" He said
"Miles Do you want to escape out of this house?" I asked
"But. What about mom?" He asked
"Don't worry about her. She's a full grownup" I said and hug my little brother.
"Go take a bath and pack yourself" I said
"Okay brother"
I am always having a doubt about mom who hurts my little brother. But now that I confirmed it. I am so angry
We look at mom's bedroom if she's awake. It's just 2 o'clock in the morning .We tiptoed our way so we don't make a lot of noise. We successfully escaped out of the house and run fastly as we could.
We stopped to catch our breaths and we saw a bench. We sat there to rest a bit. My little Brother Miles is just 4 years old and I'm just 10. While we are resting I saw a huge white van stopped in front of a beautiful mansion. 3 guys in black suit came out of the white van and begin banging the door.
"Miles let's hide" I said
"Huh? Why?" He asked
"Let's just hide" I said and we hide on a bush behind the bench we are sitting at earlier. I peeped on a hole to see what the 3 guys are doing.
We saw the 3 guys in black came out with a child who is also 4 years old as my brother. He is being carried by the guy in the middle. The guy on his left is a tall man who tied a handkerchief around the child's mouth so she can't scream. The guy who was on left goes inside the van. We are shivering in fear behind this bush right now. When he returned he have a phone on his hands and texting. He saw the bench we were sitting at earlier.
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Teen FictionDid you ever feel freedom? Inside a four-storey building There are people who didn't have a chance to feel the freedom. And there are kids captive inside