It was another normal day for Dale he knew it was only a matter of time before the next fist to be thrown but it was never at him it was at the person he loved the most, his big sister Ellie. She was his only sister he had a older brother Robbert. Dale never got on well with his brother he always frightened him as a child, making scary faces and sounds when he was alone. But deep, deep down Robbert loved Dale but couldn't show it very good.
Now back to the story, it was at Ellie's house after a night out at a party her and her boyfriend had returned home and Ellie wanted to sleep but he had other ideas he wanted a bacon sandwich. Ellie refused to make one with there being no gas, he got angry and got in her face and started shouting Ellie not being scared shouted back. He drew his hand back and brought it plummeting towards her face she fell to the floor. Anger filled her and she attacked him back taking a swipe to his legs, he was a small man more of a Danny De Vito kinda guy.
Ellie got up and ran to the kitchen to grab Lacy (her pet dog). Lacy was a big dog she was a old guard dog for a scrap yard she was harmless but when voices were raised and arms went flying she would turn into a lion like monster and bite you. Lacy wasn't there she was outside but Ellie had no time to unlock the door to get her, Ellie drew a knife from the draw and pointed it towards him, she wouldn't harm him but she knows what he's capable of doing. He pulled a machete from behind the settee Ellie's eyes widened at the sight of the giant blade.
The door slammed shut with Ellie sweaty hand clenched on the knob. There's no ways she's letting go. He repeatedly kicked the door until its hinges fell off, she grabbed the knife and told him "come any closer and I will, I'm not scared of you anymore!".
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