Share a scar
A mental and emotional scar. Hearing you screaming and seeing him hold you against the wall. His hands were tight around your neck, your face was red. Your toes could hardly touch the ground. You were thrashing, pushing, pulling his hands away from you. We were crying, we’d had enough. We were on our way to hating each other. He had come between us all. I tried to pull him away but I wasn’t strong enough. I will never forget this moment. I begged him to stop but I should have done more. I didn’t get you help, I didn’t hug you, I didn’t check to see if you were ok. I screamed and walked away. I let you down and it makes my heart so heavy knowing this and knowing you haven’t forgotten either. Sister, I love you and I am so so sorry.