I could hear my mom arguing, but that wasn’t stopping the blood dripping from my sister’s room to the living room. The chaos started when everyone listened to a loud sound, and after a moment, they realized something was going wrong. Then I heard how my family abandoned their seats, they started looking around the house and finally rushed upstairs to her room, but when they saw me hiding in a corner right next to my dad’s sculpture, my mom said, “sweetie wait downstairs, I’ll be with you in a minute.” I was not convinced that everything was okay, not after knowing that Katherine was bleeding so much. I realized I was in shock as soon as I reached the living room. I didn’t know if I was about to cry, so I decided to hug my teddy bear. Some of my friends would think that’s for little kids, but I think it is perfectly normal since I just turned nine this April. I think I know exactly what happened, but “who would believe a spoiled 9-year-old girl?” No, I don’t think they would. They say to leave important manners to adults. But “what if he comes back? what if my own family doesn’t believe me because they think he is part of it too?” At this point, everything became a blur, remembering what happened was nothing else but a nightmare. The kitchen smelled like mashed potatoes, so I decided to go see if I could get a taste before everyone else. As soon my mom saw me, she said: ” Olivia, come help me with dinner.” “Yes, I’m coming.” I sat on my usual chair, where I could see the whole kitchen. Then my mom gave me some cookies just out of the oven. I remember I decorated one just like Katherine with two m&m’s as her blue eyes and her blonde hair with yellow frosting. I guess a lot of people find my sister attractive; I do too, but her beauty could be a problem. I was finishing the last cookie when my dad came from the entrance, followed by my aunt Amelia and my uncle, Estevan. Then He said, ” You can all head to the dining room, Esther will bring the food when is ready.” After this, I saw how everyone headed there. My family talked about boring things until my mom brought the food, the only thing I enjoyed that night. But I know adults enjoy drinking a little more that’s why later on the night when the wine bottles were empty, the shinier bottles where pulled out from my dad’s looked room. I could sense something was off when I heard pieces of my family’s conversation. My uncle was talking. He said: ” So, where is my sweet niece Katherine?” My mom answered: ” She is at her best friend’s party, but she should be back at twelve.” Then they moved on with their conversation, but I could see how my uncle lowered his eyes and then looked around the room, I could see how this news disappointed him, I just didn’t understand why. Later on, my mom told me to go to sleep. I didn’t refuse and went upstairs just when I heard the main entrance door shoot open and a loud shout saying, “I’m back, mom!”. I rushed to my sister’s room and hid in her closet; she was not going to win this time. I waited for her looking through the slits when she entered her room, dropped her bag, and turned the lights on. She looked so pretty in her red dress and heels. I was about to get out of the closet when my uncle walked into the room and said: “Katherine, you grew so much, you look gorgeous.” My sister turned around, confused, and said: “Uncle, what are you doing here?” He responded:” Common on, I don’t even get a hug? ” She just rolled her eyes and while graving her phone said: ” Go back downstairs, I’ll go after I change.” He was staring at her, so he took his time to respond, but after a minute, he whispered: “I can help you with that.” After that, he closed the door behind him and locked it. That’s the moment when my heart stooped. I knew something was wrong, but I could only watch as my sister tried to scream, but my uncle stopped her by graving her mouth and then hitting her hard against the wall. Then my sister, for some reason, stopped struggling. But he decided to carry her and laid her in her bed, then he started taking her dress off, then her heels and when he moved to her underwear, she opened her eyes again and hit him with her knee in between his legs. My uncle let a loud “ooh” escape him, and curled up in pain. Katherine took advantage and crawl to her nightstand. Then she opened the drawer and pulled a knife from it, but he was faster, so he took it away from her. After this, my uncle graved both of her hands with one hand and started taking his pants off with another, but my sister kept moving, so he grabbed the knife and stabbed her on the leg and then stabbed her again in her stomach. I could see how she cried in pain, but he just kept going, now my sister was not struggling at all. That’s when he said: ” that’s my good girl. I promise this is not going to hurt.” He started moving weird towards and then far from her. I couldn’t see it very well because the bed covered part of them, but I could hear the heavy breathing and see the blood coming down my sister’s leg. When he was done, Katherine was not moving.
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