I looked at the door as I heard a thumping noise coming up the stairs. I gasped in fear and climbed to my sister's bed above me. I shook her gently as she was sleeping.
"Mmmmhhhh" she groaned out. I shook her a little more whispering
"Rosie, Rosie wake up. I think mom is home "Her eyes flew up in shock as I said my words.
She sat up and whispered "Go back to bed and stay quiet, hopefully, she will forget that we are here"
I nodded quickly and went back to my bed. I covered myself with my blanket and prayed that Mom was asleep. She was always abusive when she was high and drunk( which was all the time) but when she is sober things aren't that bad. I sighed.
I wish that one day my father would come and get me and take me from this place but I know that would never happen and I can't leave Rosie here. I slowly began to sleep.
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I got an eerie feeling when I heard a loud boom that sounded like thunder. I looked outside but the night was clear and it wasn't raining.
Something must be wrong with me.
I shook my head and tried to go back to sleep but it was no use, I was already awake.
I got out of bed and went downstairs to the fridge. I looked inside but there was nothing inside. I sighed as my stomach grumbled, I knew I should have eaten dinner.
I scolded myself.
just as I closed the fridge a hand suddenly covered my face from behind me. I tried to scream as loudly as I could but I knew no one would hear me.
The house was as empty as my fridge. I struggled to get out of the stranger's grasp but it was no use, the more I struggled the more his grip got tighter on my hands, so strong that I was sure they would break.
He covered my nose with a cloth that smelled as bad as alcohol. Suddenly I felt drowsy, I kept telling myself to stay awake but it was no use, I felt like my energy was growing smaller and at that moment all I wanted to do was close my eyes. Soon everything was black.
I woke up to my hands and feet tied to a chair. I winced in pain as I tried it get it off me. This guy likes pain for pleasure. This felt worse than the abuse I took from my mother. I noticed a shadow coming from the door. I heard slicing coming from the night and screamed.
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I woke up drenched in sweat. I was breathing heavily and shaking.
When I came to my senses, I looked around and sighed in relief.
it was a nightmare
I looked at the clock next to my bed. It was 2 a.m. There was no way I could go back to sleep.
I climbed into my sister's bed again and lay beside her. Soon, sleep captured me.
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Hi guys !!! I hope you enjoyed the story, it is my very first one, I honestly wrote this for more experience in my writing and to see if I am bad or not ( most likely bad). If you have any questions or comments, please let me know, bye!!!!
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