You were the 'lucky' neighbor next door.

You can hear glass shattering every day, loud yells and slams from the house next to you. Everyone knew about it. Everyone knew that the kid next door was being severely abused everyday. Yet, not a single person came to help. Your parents always told you that it would pass, and that all of it would eventually end, but it's been years. The sound of sudden loud slams will forever scare you.

But today, you were studying in your room and just so happened to be glancing at the window. You saw him. The boy with a horrible father. And without hesitation, you picked up your notebook, writing big enough so he could see.

Kaiser was sitting on the floor, hugging his beaten up soccer ball before he had looked out the window to see your words in a notebook. "Hey! Don't you want to get out of there?" The notebook said. His eyes sparkle, and he slowly nods his head, mumbling to himself.

"... Get me out...?" He looked so defeated... So hurt. Bruises and scrapes on his face and any skin that was revealed. You needed to get him out of there before his father—no, that monster.