Jade lay awake in bed staring at the ceiling listening to the silence of the night. Her thick brown hair covered half of her face. She had dark bags under her emerald green eyes. Her sickly pale skin made her look lifeless.
She heard a thud coming from downstairs making her jump, it was three in the morning, she could only hope it wouldn’t happen again. She listened to the heavy footsteps come up the stairs, down the hall and towards the bedrooms.
“Kids get up” her drunk dad yelled. She shook with apprehension.
Her dad continued to shout at them and bang on the doors, when she heard a door click open. Everything went quiet.
“Ash p...please stop” Jade’s mum said shakily.
Jade listened, scared about what might happen next. Her dad could be so cruel sometimes. She touched her black and purple thigh as memories of what had happened a few nights ago came flooding back. She was interrupted by the sound of glass smashing followed by a loud high pitched scream. Jade bolted upright in her bed trembling.
She heard more doors open as voices filled the once quiet house. Tears trickled down her face as she listened to her brothers and mum fight with her dad.
There were a few more loud thuds and screams of pain and terror, then everything went still. She waited for someone or something to make a sound but nothing happened. There was now silence……..nothing but silence.
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