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"m-mom" I whispered my throat tightening, My mother Put her pointer finger to her mouth signaling for me to be quiet, another crash came from the Kitchen I squeezed my brothers hand hoping that he was not afraid, But my Older Brother was silent his hand grasped mine as he spoke "I will go get the Knife," He said his voice quieter then a whisper, he got up his clean jacket brushed against the wall in the hallway, my mother crawled over to me her hands grasped mine She was about to speak when we heard a shout then footsteps pounding on the floor, Seconds later my brother swung the door open and closed it his eyes wide with fear, I felt my heart beat began to go faster I knew That who ever was in the kitchen heard him, "Did you get the Knife?" Asked my mother her voice soft and hushed, "Yes" My brother said as he was about to hand it to my mother but she pushed it back into his had, "Take it, we will get out by the window in Sophie's room," She said, as I heard my name I lifted my head, I nodded quickly agreeing, we got up quickly my mother's hand still clasping mine, I stumbled over my long pants, "Shh.." Said my brother his eyes still wide, I nodded again and kept walking, we got to my room and opened the door, My brother quickly closed it,