I ran away from her in fear,
She still chased me even when she saw fear,
She was determined to hit me even when she saw fear,
She ignored my fear,
My strongest memories were all the times she brought fear.
For years I hit my own sibling,
For years my own sibling hit others,
It was the fear in my sibling’s eyes that I realized I no longer wanted to hit my sibling,
It was then that I realized that I didn’t want to hit others,
I now walk away from my sibling.
My mom doesn’t hit anymore,
I don’t hit anymore,
My sister doesn’t hit anymore,
We had to all make the choice that we didn’t want to hit anymore,
We all eventually made a choice that we preferred to use words more.