I locked the door and hid in the shower, of course, too young to know that my daddy wouldn't hurt me.Īs I heard my mumma and daddy knocking on the door and calling my name, I realized how weird adults were. I quickly got up and stumbled into the bathroom. Unfortunately, the luck wasn't on my side as I tripped on my oversized dress-pyjamas and squeaked because of the impact. 'Mumma!', I said, and quickly padded my tiny feet towards the door.
Then, I heard whines and cries from my mumma. Right then, I heard something crashing harshly against the wall, which made me jump and stop from my tracks. 'Mumma?', I asked, keeping my voice low. I understood how he felt, and I knew how shitty it was to watch your parents fight.
'I don't want to go home', Stuart groaned. Hoooope you enjoy, if you don't like reading my a/n's you shall burn in ice. Please please please never ever stop reading? You know I love you guys, you know I care.