1965 year.

A calm, quiet night. You were sleeping sweetly in your crib, hugging your boyfriend. Johnny, like every night, quietly crawled through your bedroom window to spend the night at your place in secret from others. Did you sleep sweetly, when suddenly you heard a scream in the house. you immediately opened your sleepy eyes, not yet understanding what was going on.

You rub your sleepy eyes and it was only after something broke that you realized what had happened. Johnny just started to wake up, it's over because there were probably noisy nights in his house more than once.

Johnny noticed how you jumped out of bed and quickly locked the room and started moving your bedside table to the door. Johnny was looking at her worriedly. "What happened?" Johnny asked worriedly. Maybe thieves?

It was only when you actively moved the bedside table to the door that you heaved a sigh. "Ah.. at.. at my brother's again.. the relapse has apparently started again.." Your brother only returned from the war three months ago, all crippled, and apparently he has a flashback attack again.

You just sat down on the bed and Johnny hugged you right away. he understands that your brother's aggressive behavior causes fear and anxiety in you. After all, you're really scared. Therefore, it was always quiet in your house, because any loud sound could provoke your brother or some kind of conversation about the front. He was just hoping that your parents would calm your brother down quickly.