Shattered

Excitement fills me as I watch my mother coming closer. "Hi, Mom!!" I yell as I run toward her and jump to give her a hug.

My sister is in the backseat of the car, she is only 2 years old and I haven't seen her much, but I know who she is and she knows me.

I am caught up in this reunion when suddenly I am filled with fear. I see the look of rage come into my mothers eyes as I turn to see my father furiously carrying a baseball bat. His friend, Mark rushes up trying to calm him down.

"Get the hell out of here, I told you, you will never see these kids again!" My father yells at my mother right before shattering the windshield on his Ford Tempo. I turn to get one last glance of my mother. "Dad stop it! I want to see her!!" I see blood running down my mother's face. I look to see where it's coming from and find drops of blood spilling from her eye.

The door shuts and I grab Ryan and run upstairs. He has witnessed the whole event and is terrified as well. I hide him behind a mattress that is leaning against a wall and sneak over to the window to see what is going on. As I get to the window I witness my mother screaming her last few words before jumping in her car and leaving. 'Oh no, please take us with you'

Every time my parents fought it was always bad for Ryan and I afterward. I ran back to the mattress and hid with Ryan hoping that my father wouldn't find us until he had some time to cool down. We were lucky in this attempt. I heard him talking to Mark for awhile and then the door slammed signifying Mark's departure.

Dad called us downstairs and told us to pack our bags we were headed to Grandma's for awhile.
Well at least we weren't in trouble! We packed our bags and he dropped us off.