The day of confusion

hello my name is Danny when I was 13 years old back in the year 2000 from the time I woke up I felt a weary feeling something strange something off something just not right my stepfather offered me and my mother to go to the library without my brother as strange as that sounded we left him behind Sadly to say that was a mistake we will never forget and to hold that burden for the rest of my life I was talking to my mother at the red line about having a really horrible feeling about leaving him there with Michael and how I felt about him although my mother knew that I hated him from the depths of my soul she briefly ignored it as most grown people would slightly left we turn toward the house stopping by the mailbox in front of the yard I told her to keep on driving so we can see what they were really up to I quickly threw everything in the car and ran through the back door slamming the screen only to see him holding him down performing oral sex I screamed mama mama Tim was hurting Michael she said how while Tim was slamming the back of my head against the wall so violently I screamed and said that he was touching Michael with his mouth for that since I was a child I was afraid to cuss in front of my mother she slammed him down to the ground quickly she ran to the stove where we would keep a cast iron skillet she hit him over the head with it I ran out the back door to go next door to call 911 the guy next door refused to let me use his phone so I started to walk back toward the house until once again I got that feeling in the back of my mind telling me that no matter what anyone has to say this has to be done something has to be done and sexually molested the wrong one depression starts at The darkest hour it's like standing in a room full of people and not one of them can hear even though your bags they still ignore you like you're not there life is intended for death 34 years old now and I still feel like it was yesterday when everything happened to us