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Memoria
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ISAAC BENNINGTON
Isaac came home to the painfully loud screaming of his mother and father. They bellowed at each other, calling one another horrible things and making terrible accusations. Isaac cringed as his mother blamed his father for the shortage of money. His father roared back at her, claiming it was her fault that he was so angry all the time.
Isaac avoided the living room, which he had recently dubbed the War Zone. Because that was all it was. It was a place of conflict and violence. Isaac didn't want this in his home. He didn't want to witness it.
Isaac quickly scaled the stairs. On his way to his bedroom, he stopped in front of Alexis's door. The door had corny butterfly stickers on it, left over from when she was five and he was seven. In Isaac's desperate attempts to avoid the fighting himself, he hadn't stopped to think about what the conflict was doing to his little sister.
"Alexis?" called Isaac, knocking on the door. "Lexy? Can I come in?"