That night she put us to bed earlier than the rest of the days. She looked nervous despite she tried to hide it. When little J. was slept, she went out of our room and closed the door. She didin´t wanted to show us what could happen.
Finally the door of the flat was opened, but daddy was not at home yet. He didn´t came that night. In his place there was a thirsty monster who roared making noisy sounds around all places. Mum tried to calm him down but he wanted to play with her his violent games.
Hits and shouts; beggings and a call. I tried to avoid little J. tears hugging him and singing lowly his favourite child´s song. Then, police arrived.
(This Nano was inspired in a newspapel story from: http://www.larazon.es/noticia/2200-la-ley-de-violencia-de-genero-incluye-como-victimas-a-los-hijos )
Really sweet and hard at once!
ResponderEliminarWell written
It's like a 8-year-old child would describe the things
I liked it very much!
It´s really original! I like the way you show the inocent of a young child :)
ResponderEliminarIt moves me :D
ISABEL SANCHEZ MONJE