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This went on for three years, Tala being in the closet,
hugging herself, with no one to protect her and no one she
could defend, she was all alone. Another night came; this
meant another fight was about to break out. When this
started, Tala hid in her closet once again. She heard her
mother scream all her father’s faults out when she abruptly
turned quiet. By this time, Tala was already close to sleep
and chose to ignore it, thinking that she would be woken
up by her mother once again when the next morning
came. But morning came, and no one woke her up. She got
out of the closet to find her mother. That was when her
whole world collapsed; she saw her mother lying on the
floor with a pool of blood surrounding her and her father’s
nowhere to be found. Her knees felt shaky and weak as she
slid down to the floor; silent tears started falling down her
cheeks, but she did not cry loudly. She sat beside her
mother and stared at her lifeless body.
For a twelve-year-old, this would be the most horrifying
thing in the world, but Tala couldn’t bring herself to scream
bloody murder and ask for help. All she could think of was
why she wasn’t there when her father murdered her
mother. Why did Tala have to stay in the closet when she
could have prevented her father from killing her mother.
Regret and guilt flowed through her system. It was her
fault; this would not have happened if she didn’t hide in
the closet, but she was a coward.