I held my baby sister close to me humming to her as i fed her. She was nearly a year old. I lived in a house on my own, because my mother and father were abusive and i ran off with Elisa, My little sister, I was Seventeen and i worked enough to get me a meal or two a day. not that it mattered, as i stared down at Elisa's face. She grinned the baby-like smile and i sigh softly burping her. I take her to our room and lay her down before heating up a meal for me. I began humming again waiting for my dinner to be done as i ignored the screams and shouts outside. I lived downtown so of course they were usual.
I eat quickly before checking in on Elisa finding her asleep. I then shut the door softly and sigh heavily taking a book at random and reading it for several hours. It was around Eight Thirty, and the screams haven't stopped i huff loudly snatching up my handy staff, more like stick, and snap open the door. People, Actual people, were growlin