CW: Death
"Do you know where you are?"
My attention snapped up to the stoic man behind the desk. I glanced around at my surroundings to get my bearings. The gray man sitting across the table from me wore a black lab coat and had slicked-back hair.
“From the one-way window, security door, and uncomfortable chair you gots me strapped to, prolly a interg...intregrat…” I let out a frustrated sigh and closed my eyes.
Come on, guys.
“Interrogation. We’re in an interrogation room.”
Read MoreI sat under the big tree in our yard, reading one of the books I had borrowed from the library. I had to return it when my mother and I went back that day, so I was speeding my way through the last few chapters. It also helped to distract me from the yelling coming from inside the house.
My parents had been fighting all morning. I heard my name several times which usually meant my mother was trying to defy my father's will. Sometimes I wished I could be the warrior my father wanted me to be. It wouldn't be for my father's sake but my mother's so she didn't have to endure the maltreatment from defending me.
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