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I could smell the vodka entering my lungs, surrounding my body in its evil presence. I held my knees close to my body, and rested my head upon a kneecap. The shattering glass echoed in the background, filling my ears with the calls from hell. Tears ran down the sides of my cheeks, as I tried to hold back from bawling. My whole body began to shake as the fighting between the two I loved grew louder and harsher. Bottles crashed against the walls and shattered into a million pieces on the cold tile floor. I felt as if my life was the glass bottle. Shattered into a million pieces, and never being able to put it back to what it once was.

I closed my eyes and tried to fight the tears. It was like a battle to keep them from coming. A battle I knew I couldn't win. I tried to cover my ears with my arms, while at the same time I held my knees close to my body. Thoughts rushed through my mind. Telling me I needed to stop this war between the two. A war that once in it, I wouldn't be able to back out of it. Which meant taking some of the hits upon my body as well as my mothers.

I could hear her scream and cry for help. The cries I knew that would go unanswered. I tried to block it all out and relax, but it was of no use. My body tremble

I attempted to ask the officer, but as I searched for words the doctor walked in. He took a glance at me, and my head automatically looked at the floor. I was ashamed of everything that had happened. Not happened today, but all of my life.

The smell of alcohol entered my nose again, this time burning it because the smell was so strong. I managed to inch my way to the wall where I could rest my back on the coolness of them. My head fell back as I still held my legs tight, resting my whole body on the glass shattered wall. I refused to let my eyelids open to see what violence and damage was made by the hell that was vodka.

As we entered through the automatic door that swung open, my eyes were filled with the pain that others here had suffered as well. It then hit me that I was going to be alone. I had no mother, and my father was none to be no more. I walked beside the officer with my head lowered and watching the tiles on the floor fly by.

His head turned towards me and looked for a minute, then returned to the road. He didn't say anything after that, but just sat there in silence. I guess he knew that something wasn't right. I reached for my bruised side to try and place my cold hand upon it to ease the pain. The officer kept looking at the spot where I placed my hand, then would glance back at the road.

Tears rushed down the right side of my face and faded away into my hair that was pushed behind my ears. I opened my eyes one last time to feel soothed by the site of my mom that was bawling and pleading for this so called hero of mine to stop. Finally I let my eyes shut and could no longer feel the harsh blows against my rib cage.

d as my ears perked to hear every slurred word that came out of their violent mouths.

Another bottle crashed on impact as it hit the walls making a slight dent in the sheet rock. I could hear my mom panic as she called for help. It seemed as if she were praying for god to come and help her, to make this man go away. Another prayer among the many that would go unanswered.

I clenched my eyes shut as tight as I could as the violent words spewed from my dad's mouth, and rebounded on my mom. Still holding my knees I brought my hands up to my forehead in a praying position, and prayed to the lord to make this hell stop. I prayed for him to take me away, to take me away from this hell hole that I knew was my life.

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Approximate Word count = 3845
Approximate Pages = 15 (250 words per page double spaced)

Category: English