The on Going Fight

I sat down in front of the TV
The door burst open
A thud
A back pack full of books and binders hit the tile floor
I continue to stare at the TV
My sister starts yelling, “give me the controller now”
I don’t respond
She pinches me
Then pulls my hair
I try not to give up
She pulls harder and harder
Trying to ignore the pain
Like a T-rex
Then finally giving up





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