I was a bumpy ride home, another broken bone by the students at school.

The students would bully her and call her names like 'miss click a lot' because of her arthritis.

Her bones would usually click by doing anything.

Her mum was in the front seat, she looked like an ordinary mother to anyone but really inside of her you could tell she was tired, tired of all the things of what her father has done, he was very abusive towards Sarah, her younger brothers and her mother, it was like he was the alpha of the house hold.

Her mother pulled up in a driveway to an modern day housed which was painted blue. 

Sarah stepped out of the car to see her father on the path holding his oversized arms out waiting for a hug off is wife.

As they walked on the path he got nothing.

"What no hug?" Her father said

Sarah's mother gave him a glare as she walked with her daughter around her arms.

"For god sakes she's 15 she can walk it's only her arm that's broken not her leg" he said

"She's 16" Sarah's mother snapped

She walked in as her mother and father were auguring  one again, went upstairs and went into a room that wasn't hers.

In a split second of opening the door, two little boys hugged her tight.

"Are you ok" one said

"Does it hurt" said the other

She shook her head which made them relieved to hear that.

The time that she stayed at home or go to school was unbearable.

Her father being a drunken asshole

Her mother being a nag

The only thing that kept her going... Was her younger brothers.

They were both twins but so very weak in her eyes.

They were 8 years old, Sarah would protect them both from her abusive father who would hit them constantly until they couldn't get up. She would always defend them or when they didn't have enough food she would give them more food than she had to make sure they had full stomachs . She didn't care if she was starving, she only cared about her younger brothers nothing else.

It was nearly time for dinner and she need to cook. She scavenged around the kitchen to find what to cook. All that was there was chicken ,vegetable soup and bread. She sighed as there wasn't enough for her and her brothers, she'll need another sacrifice of her own food once again.

The time that the food was done her father was in the room looking down at her.

"This is it, this is all we have!" He said angerly 

"Not until tomorrow" she snapped at him

"Do not test me girl" he held her arm in the air, she felt the blood draining from her arm and she staired at him in the eye until he let go of her.

It was quiet at the dinner table, nobody spoke a word. Sarah would be the first one done because of the ammount of food she had but she would take her time with it.

One of the younger brothers Ron looked at his father and tried to hold his hand. The father moved his hand away from Ron and picked up a knife and about to stab his hand but Sarah moved his hand away and got her hand instead.

She screamed in pain and ran to the first aid kit. Her mother covered her mouth as she waked over to her helping her to wrap her hand in a bandage.

It was later at night Sarah was in her room trying to sleep but could not because of the pain of the knife through her hand. 

"Sleep now Sarah" somebody said , she sat upright to see who it was but it was nobody, nobody was in the room. She layed  back down until she Hurd it again but louder.

"Sleep now Sarah" she sat up one again but only to see a woman in a old robe but it looked new, she looked like a ghost but she wasn't.

Until she shouted it again "SLEEP NOW SARAH" her voice was like very loud wind hitting her window. Every thing was tearing it self apart.

Every thing want black, she felt cold, ice cold.

She woke up in a room unknown to her. She sat up strait to find Ron sleeping on the chair next to her.

"Oh your awake now" a doctor said   

End of part 1