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"Mommy are you okay?" The small child looked at the brunette with worry

As she was curled up in a ball in the corner of the room caressing her swollen cheek

Tears streaming down her face "of course, I am my strong little boy"

She said warmly spoke opening her arms for him to crashing down on her

Trapping her in a hug the small boy wrapped his

Hands around the woman's frail body, enjoying her embrace

"Mommy can we make a fort again" the little boy whispered smiling at her

"Always" she weakly got up holding the boy's hand

Picking him up and sitting him on the bed

Throwing the covers over both of there heads

And they started playing make-belief soon the sound

Of light, laughter bellowed through the apartment

And for a minute it was warm and kind almost like a real family would be

That is before the front door was slammed close

Making the woman and the small child freeze in fear

He had come home the person the boy feared the most

Because he knew he wasn't strong or big or tough

He was just a scared little boy that's only joy

In the world was his mother's smile and that now in days that was rare

The frail woman hurried out of the bed and locked the door

Running back to her child and cradling him in her arms

And soon the warmth that was once there vanished

And was replaced a horrible coldness

"Where's my dinner, you bitch" the a
Mans voice

Growled his words slurring

Soon the sound of glass breaking and shouting echoed through the building

Making the boy shake in fear soon the man was pounding on the door screaming curse words

Soon the boy broke out crying "shh," the woman whispered, holding the child close

"Don't cry" shouting in the distance, followed by gunshots

"We're going to play the quiet game alright?" she spoke sweetly

Wiping his tears away "you're going to hide under the bed and stay quiet till I come and get you"

She gave him a forced smile and he went under the bed

Finally, the man broke inside the room

aiming a gun to the woman's head

And that's when the boy knew he would never feel the warm embrace of his mother ever again

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