My brother hit me once,
Because I was going to the doctor,
And he didn’t like what I was wearing.
He beat me until my clothes were ripped,
And I was hurt.
When my mother came home from work,
She told me, “It’s your fault.”
She didn’t tell him anything.
He hit me again two days ago.
He came back from work feeling down,
So he hit me on my head,
Until I felt dizzy.
He pulled my hair, ripping some of it out.
And I got hurt in my hand.