not much happened today. i keep forgetting to take care of myself. i spend most of my time at the computer, doing nothing, playing games, or doing schoolwork. late in the night i went on a walk with my mother and sister, the airs stifling inside. we talked about the situation. they both cried. i dont know if i have the energy to cry anymore. ive also seen the man for what he is for a long time, so maybe its different. i dont know. when we came back he reprimanded my brother. he was kicking his legs near him while he was trying to eat, his legs swinging by his face. i cannot describe to you the look on this mans face. the way its twists into some disgusting freak amalgamation. his tone is a snake spitting. the look of pure hatred and disgust on his face. this wrath towards the dog, a little bit with the cats, and now my brother. whats next? and i know he doesnt act that way around me, my mother and sister. can you not stand up to anyone unless you know theyll cower under your fist? my body starts shaking and my face twists similarly, presumably due to genes. and its expected of me to not say anything. i cannot step between an angry man and the living beings im supposed to protect. above all, i just want to preserve my brother. and i cant, its too late. that man has shaped into something otherworldly. ive come to realize that hes the man they talk about in their stories and sad fanfictions where they escape to live with ticci toby and slenderman at the end, running away from their horrible mother and father. he is the father. if not for my age and how i puff out my chest, what would he do to me? my brother recoiled and hid under a blanket after he said that. he tried to rub his foot in a gentle manner and my brother kicked him. my mother addressed it, just barely. nobody ever addresses him as much as they should. and its because nobody can. hes dangerous. i know he'll kill himself if we arent careful enough. somehow over the years everytime i think he's gotten impossibly horrid, he gets worse. hes the easiest man to hate ive ever met. he is the epitome of what a man is to me. all the men ive met and all the things theyve done to me. hes just all of the worst traits of the common man amplified into one. i cant stand it. i cant stay here much longer. i cant get a job to get out either, nor can my mother, or my sister. thanks to him.

yours, valley.