Sitting There

I just had to sit there, and listen. There was nothing I could do. Nothing would make it better. I couldn’t even cry. I had to just sit there and listen to him scream. His hate was clear, and I could not escape it. I fought the tears, fought that burning in my chest that told me how scared I was. No where was safe. I wanted to run, to get away, but I couldn’t I had to it there, and listen. I had to act like I was fearless, it was a lie. I was terrified. But I just sat there.

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