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Gazing at the star filled sky

My elbows pressed against the windowsill

My hands propping up my head

With my stereo loud to drown out the sound



Dad's throwing a fit again

I can never tell when it'll end

Or how

Mom's screaming pierces the night

My stereo grows louder to drown out the fight



Bluebonnets prance throughout my head

The scent I can almost smell

Daydreaming of kittens to play with

And ice cream to eat after school



But needles pop my fantasy clouds

And remind me that life isn't sweet

The wailing and crashing tortures my brain

My stereo grows louder to drown out the pain



I curl into bed and roll up the sheets

And sink my tired body into the mattress

The doorknob slowly creeks as my Mother walks in

She shuts off the stereo and creeps into bed



Muffling the tears so I won't be afraid

And even though she's the one who's hurt

She strokes my hair back from my face

And hums a tune softly, putting me to sleep.



Jerking awake I thought I heard screams

The room is dark, despite the cracked door

Suddenly I hear a thump hit the ground

Should I turn on my stereo to block out the sound?



I think Dad's throwing a fit again

I can never tell when it'll end

Or how

The back door slams and the car pulls out of sight…

My mother never came back to bed that night.





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