I am freezing. It’s cold out here, and I am not wearing warm clothing. Neither is my mom or sister. We do not have anywhere to go. We do not have a home. All we have are each other. And of course the pocket watch. The pocket watch is very old and valuable. It’s made of the purest gold. I find it very precious. We got it from my grandmother, right before she died. That was about a year ago. I loved my grandmother.
My little sister is crying. She is hungry, because we haven’t eaten anything since yesterday. She looks very upset. “Where can we go?” she asks mom. “I don’t know, honey… We just have to stick to together, and everything will be alright”. I look at my mom’s face. Her cheek is still red, and her eye is swollen. It’s my dad’s fault. Ever since he started drinking, he has been very mean to us. It has been an emotional time for us. My little sister cries a lot, but I try to be strong. So did my mom, until yesterday. My dad came drunk home as usual. My mom told him to pull himself together, and he got so mad, that he spanked her in the face. My mom cried. She told him that he was a danger to my sister and me. Even though I didn’t want to, I actually agreed with my mom. It was the tip of the iceberg. My mom couldn’t handle it anymore. Neither could me or my sister.
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