“They’re fighting again” Ana said. The last word emphasized by the breaking of a beer bottle. Ana and her little sister Kailee were frightened and scared, as they listened to what was going on downstairs.
Their father had come home drunk again after a horrible day at work. Their mother, the unlucky victim of the abuse, had been cleaning the house and helping both girls with their homework. She quickly ushered them upstairs and they knew that he was home. The girls hid in Ana’s room, the room furthest from the stairs. Ana was holding Kailee’s smaller frame close to her, trying to muffle the sobs that were escaping. Kailee’s tears were staining Ana’s unwashed shirt as she cried.
“A-Ana I’m s-scared” Kailee whispered. Then the sound of something hitting the wooden floor made Kailee jump and Ana muffle a scream.
“It’s gonna be ok, Kailee” Ana said trying to calm her sister as well as herself.
“Worthless women get up” he yelled. Then came another thud as it sounded like something was hitting the wall. A broken sob rang through the house then silence. A deafening sound, that held no sound at all. More sobs escaped them as they thought of their mother. They heard a grunt and a hissed profanity as the stairs creaked and bent under the weight. Another creak and grunt was coming from their parents’ room. Their father had appeared at the door faster than they thought a drunken man could.
“Let’s go, were leaving” he said looking at Ana and Kailee on the bed, neither of them moving. “Now,” he said sternly, trying to disguise the slur that Ana and Kailee knew was there. The scrambled up and out the door, holding each other as tight as possible. The two of them walked slowly down the hall to the stairs. Ana barely peaked into their mother’s room, but the image she saw would last her the rest of her life. Her mother was face down on the bed, covered and blood and completely still. Ana blocked Kailee’s view of their mother as they both walked down the stairs with their father out to the car. Neither of them saying anything, fearing they were the next target. They froze, staring at the blood on the floor and splattered on the wall. Tears escaped their eyes as their father pushed them out the door.
“Keep your mouth shut and don’t look back” their father shoving them into the back seat of the car. They did as they were told, not watching as the house that held their mother fell into the distance. The car swerved under the control of their drunken father. The trees passed rapidly, and sharp turns through the little girls into the car doors.
“Shut up” he yelled as their sobs filled the car. The sobs continued but now they were muffled the car took another sharp turn throwing the girls into the door. Ana’s head hit the window causing it to crack and warm blood run down her head and neck. The car took another sharp turn and hit the forest. The car flipped over, Ana and Kailee hitting the ceiling while their father had only hit the dash board, and was now unmoving. Ana held her sister tighter, as both bodies were growing cold, Kailee’s eyes were closed and her breathing stopped.
“I love you Kailee” Ana said and kissed her sisters forehead. “And I love you mom,” she said letting one last tear fall down her cheek as she closed her eyes and held her sister as she slowly slipped away.
So that was quite sad in my opinion, so feel free to comment on how it made you feel! Maggie♥
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