As I sit in the corner I watch him hit her over and over again.
I cover my ears and yell "Stop, you're hurting her!"
He picks me up and hits me over and over again.
As I cry she grabs him and throws him into the wall,
And I fall on the floor.
I run to my little brother's room and I tell him to get on his knees
I kneel next to him and we start to pray.
As they get louder my brother and I pray louder.
I try so hard to ignore the sounds but I can't.
I tell my brother to keep praying while I go back down stairs.
I scream at him telling him to get off of her.
I try so hard to fight him but it's hopeless.
The alcohol has taken over him and there's nothing I can do about it.
I run into the kitchen and call 911.
I hear glass breaking so I run back into the family room.
She is severely bleeding.
That's when I grab the vase and hit him on the back of the head with it.
He fell to the floor while blood was gushing out of his head.
She ran to me and said "You did what you had to do baby, he'll never hurt us again"
I look into her eyes and said "I love you."
