She watched as her mother was constantly abused by her father, she was little but she knew something was not right.
Her mother could have been smiling or laughing but she was crying, her eyes all red.
She wished she was much bigger, at least she could have done something to stop such agony.
But why is her mother weak, she imagined her giving her father a bite and running away from the house.
What does she know?, she was little maybe there is another thing attached to this life she is seeing with her eyes.
The experience was terrible, the atmosphere of the house was something she cannot define.
There is no peace at home, her happy moments is when she is not in the house.
At least she could play,smile and be free from seeing unpleasant things.
If she needed anything the fear to ask will make her bury it, who will she ask?
Her mother who is always moody and crying or her father that is now scary in her eyes, she doesn't see him as a human again.
A day she came back from school to see her uncle seated, her father kneeling down was another day of curiosity.
After that day things between her parents started changing a bit.
They even talk to each other calmly and laugh at times!!!!.
This change she loved the most, she prayed for it to stay forever so she can delete all the memories she had before.
This should be life!!!.
Thanks for reading.
This short story is a five-minute freewrite inspired by the daily freewrite prompt: "much bigger". Join the @freewritehouse community to receive daily prompts, hosted by @mariannewest