“Here you go. Good as new.” Loraine helped with cleaning up the scar mom left me that was oozing out of blood. My 16 years old beautiful sister who always had my back even when mom or one of her many men dared to touch me would always be there to protect me and take the blows herself with a fresh purple scar decorating her left cheek from yesterday as a proof. She is basically the one who brought me up after mom took us away from grandma and she is the one who works part time jobs while maintaining her school work to be able to take me away from this hellhole we are living in. She is my role model. The only one who I would ever look up for and respect. The only one I have got in this brutal life. She smiled at me encouragingly while whipping what left from my tears. “You don’t ever have to
