Chapter 1- how it starts

Aviana's pov:

I held a bright smile on my face while my mum and dad cradled my baby brother.

We were all in the park having a picnic and like always my mum disappeared and my dad became drunken and abusive and me, I was holding my baby brother that held all disappointment in his eyes.

"GASP" I woke up with a lose of breath. On the cold hard floor is wear I slept, in a cold, damp and confined space with baby brother (Matias).

I was having a bad dream the same dream I've had for years, 12 years to be precise. It's all kinda true my mum disappeared and by that I mean she was in the hospital for a reason I don't know and died for another unknown reason.

My dad hates us he abuses me and just hates Matias, I feel sorry for Matias. Growing up in a horrible room that has less space then a closet, and only a useless, defend-les, Brocken sister that cares for him.

As if on time , my farther swung the door open. As an instinct I picked Matias up protecting him.

He was drunk , what a surprise , instead of yanking me out of the room to hit me, instead he took Matias. Witch was the worst pain I've ever felt including the torture.

Matias was 4 years old, he can speak plenty witch is why I didn't want him near our farther. I tell him stuff to make him laugh and smile, witch means making fun of farther.

Sometimes Matias copies the things I say, in this case it could get him hurt real bad.

I yelled and smacked at the door pleading for him not to hurt Matias.

All energy drained from me and I collapsed to the ground, crying myself into darkness

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Hey guys so I'm sorry if you don't like this chapter. This is my first story but please comment what you think and vote if you like it

                        ~kadie