I sit in my bedroom waiting my parents to come.... I hear them talking slowly in th distance.... I'm only 12 and I have nothing to offer it seems to them.... they dont udnerstand me, they think I'm a joke.... Abuse is what they do...... I can smell the Moon Shine they've drinken. I look through my spy hole and see 5 Bottles of Moon Shine on the ground empty... I'm scared now.... I know what will happen. My little sister is sleeping on our matress. She looks worn ut to death. The cuts and brusies on her look like they're healing.......