Capítulo 15: CHAPTER 15 - chandler

Chandler was only 7 years old when he learned how corrupt humanity can be. His father was a heavy alcoholic who beat his wife daily when he got angry. His mother was always working hard and skiddish. He had a little sister named Dora who was always scared of her father but loved her mother and big brother chandler. One day he came home after a long day of school, he had a black eye and a few scraps from the typical bully in school. He opened the door only to find his own father beating his mother over spilled milk that his younger sister accidentally knocked over. Chandler knew we wouldn't be able to talk to his father about what had happened to him nor would he be able to do anything to help his mother. He quickly ran to his room and shut the door. He began to cry and hate his life. We wished every day that his life would get better and his dad would just stop drinking. But his father would never stop and continued to drink. Chandler sat on the floor curled in a ball crying. After a while, he stopped hearing the cries from his mother and the harsh yelling from his father. He stood up and opened the door. He walked out to see if his mom is ok only to meet a horrifying reality. He stopped dead in his tracks and froze. His father had finally killed his mother. With his mother laying on the ground lifeless. His father held a kitchen knife in his left hand that dripped blood to the ground. His father soaked with blood looked at chandler and began laughing. "Chandler, come here will ya." His father demanded him. Chandler shook in fear as he couldn't contain his emotions. He began to scream and wept horrified. "I hate you!." he screamed before turning around and ran to his sister's room. He opened the door and froze again only to find his sister unconscious on her floor. She was naked and looked like she had been molested. Chandler began to hate his father more and more. He picked his sister up and turned around and got stopped by his father's best friend. "where do you think your going young man? I'm not done with her." he asked Chandler while holding onto his shoulder. Chandler realized he's the man who most likely molested his sister and yanked his shoulder away and backs up and growled. He looked at her window and ran for it. Unfortunately, he tripped on a small doll and fell face forward dropping his sister. The man laughed and grabbed Chandler by the shirt and lifted him up and threw him in the closet and closed the door and locked it. Chandler panicked because it was pitch black and Chandler was afraid of the dark. He punched the door with his fists yelling out and begging to be let out. With no response back Chandler wept worried about his sister. She wished he could actually do something but his size and strength against his father and his friend would be impossible. He sat on the ground and tried to figure out what to do. Hours passed that day before he heard several men walking through the house. "oh this poor girl." Chandler heard from a man and immediately stood up and began pounding on the closet door. "let me out! Let me out!" Chandler yelled out. A few moments after the door opened and he came to see light again. His eyes adjusted and he looked up and was greeted by four policemen. "well hi there, are you ok little man?" one of the policemen asked him. Chandler began to weep. "wheres my sister.?" he asked and noticed a black tarp over something. The policeman all looked at each other and looked down in sadness. Chandler pushed them to put the way as he ran and lifted that tarp only to find his sister's body cold and lifeless. He dropped the tarp and collapsed to his knees and screamed. The policeman all sighed. "someone needs to take him away from here."