At home I'm invisible. Nobody seems to know or care for that matter that i exist. My parents are always asking my sisters what they want and if they need anything. but when it comes to me I'm just as invisible as clear wrap. My mom is like the only person who actually speaks to me. Everyone else just says hi or good morning and bye or goodnight. The only time my older sister says something to me is when she wants something from me or is insulting me. Sometimes I can just be sitting down reading a book and she can come in and start yelling names and profanities at me. I'm used to it though so it doesn't really phase me anymore. My younger sister just looks at me like I'm a total stranger and sometimes she gives me the stank eye like I'm the scum of the earth. My dad is never home but when he is home he is either drunk or high and yelling at my mom. If he's not yelling at my mom he's beating the shit out of me. He even tried to throw me out of my bedroom window and I live on the second floor of the house. He was so drunk that he could barely stand up straight, and my mom knows how he is when he's drunk but she tells him that he needs to get out of her house and come back when he's sober. He got so mad and I was the closest person to him so he punched me in my stomach. I was on my period that week so I was already having the worst cramps of my life. and when he punched me it was like I got hit by a 18- wheeler trunk. I spit up a lot of blood and it stained the carpet which seemed to make him even more angry. So I tried to make a run for it, and like the idiot I am I run in my room where there's no where to go but down. I try to crawl under my bed but he grabbed my leg. He pulled me and took me by my hair. He picked me up off of the ground by the strands of my hair went to my window and dangled me out. I was so terrified that I couldn't even move. I feared that if I made one small movement he would lose his grip and drop me. so I stayed as still as I possible could. He was yelling all the usual insults at me but as usual I tuned it out. My mom must have said something to him because I was suddenly being thrown back inside of my room on to my floor. I was still in shock so i didn't move. and the next thing I saw has scared me for life. My dad had one of my ice skates from when I was smaller in his hand with the blade up. He had my mother in his other hand pinned to the wall. She was crying and telling him that she loved him and would do anything if he spared her life. He did something so unexpected and scary that it surprised and sent chills down my back. He started to laugh. He was laughing so hard that he started to cry. When his laughing fit was over he brought up my ice skate and slashed my mothers neck with the blade. Blood was just going everywhere and he let her drop to the floor. The last thing she did was look me in my eyes and her last words were to me. And she said "This is all your fault", and she died. I was so broken and shocked that I didn't know what I was doing next. But I felt myself get up and get my baseball bat from my little league years from under my bed and I hit my father straight in the back of his head as hard as I could. He was knocked out instantly. I knew that I didn't kill him because I checked his pulse and it was normal. I called my sisters who had locked themselves in their room the whole time. They came out and when they saw both of our parents on the floor unconscious with blood around them they panicked. My little sister started to scream at the top of her lung, and my older sister ran to the nearest phone dialed 9-1-1 and told the person on the other end of the line that I had killed our parents. I couldn't take any more of this so I ran to my room and started to pack my things because I was going to run away. I didn't know where I was going to go but I needed to leave this horrendous place. My sisters tried to stop me from leaving and to own up to what I did but I just kept going. I told both of them that I loved them even though throughout all of my life they treated me like shit. They didn't know what to say so they just stood there in shock. I ran down the street to a gas station and called a cab. I had at least $1000 dollars with me because I had saved up over the years. I told the taxi driver to take me far far away from there so he took me to the airport. And that's where I found my best friend.

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~Brittney