Spongebob Psychology

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It was a bright, snowy night the night before Christmas eve in Salt Lake. It was strong and breezy, layers of snow fell down and it did little to ease the biting cold. But lucky for me I was inside with my little sister, we were wrapped in nice warm blankets as we watched SpongeBob because of course at the time my sister was in love with Spongebob. I could hear my stepmother and her boyfriend fighting in the hallway and I could tell that they had been drinking just by the scent of it. My sister huddled close, using me as a barrier. But despite the constant fighting, it was hard to leave this place. The fighting grew bigger eventually the fighting moved into the kitchen, I looked back to see what was happening, regret, my decision. I saw beer bottles and vodka along with many other drinks I looked up to see my stepmom and her boyfriend beginning to hit one another. In shock I jumped up and grabbed my sister a ran towards her room, right as I slammed the door the fighting grew the sounds I heard were the up most horrific sounds you could imagine like a wolf …show more content…

As I held my head and fought back the tears an image flashed before my mind. I could see the cops fleeing to the scene and arresting both my stepmother and her boyfriend just because how ugly this was turning out to be. If I called the cops what would happen? My sister touched. “What are we going to do? I’m scared.” An automatic response hit me the protectiveness for my sister kicked in, I looked up and right then the door slammed open and I saw my stepmother walk in with blood all over her face. She was crying and yelling my name I got up and grabbed me pulling me into the living room I saw her boyfriend standing there and he came rushing up grabbing my stepmom and started punching her over and over

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