Violet

Startled, she stared at him with eyes wide,
Like saucers at the sudden turn of events,
In a second a monster unleashed,
From within what seemed like a space of calm wind,
Out came a shout, one so deafening,
Raising the hair on her arms,
As he raised a chair,
Almost ready to be hurled upon her,
She shut her eyes which reopened a few seconds later,
The choice of weapon was stuck in mid-air,
An angry, confused look on his face,
Slowly some sense kicked in,
With a look full of disgrace,
The shouts died down,
But her heartbeats did not,
Having finally witnessed the unimaginable,
'Violet, my child' his voice quivered,
Hands trembling at what had occurred,
Bursting into tears she ran out the house,
Into the embrace of her only mother, the nature...