night terrors

he would always come at night... when my mother worked midnights and my uncles partied all night and called it babysitting. we were sent to bed early, so the festivities could begin as if anyone could sleep with the music up all the way. I could smell pot and cigerett smoke thick and heavy in the air. drunkin obsenities traveled upstairs to my mom's room... were I was... too afraid to close the door all the way even as my little brother lye sound asleep beside me, he crept in... did he think I was sleeping? or was he beckoned by the sound of my heart pounding inside my 7 year old body so loudly it could burst. what was going to happen this time? my eyes and fists clenched. someone stumbles up from down stairs to go to the bathroom, so he quickly hides... inside I plead for someone to check on us...the children but we are the last thought on anyone's mind. he emerges from the dark corner and slowly moves closer sitting first at the edge of the bed creeping... ever... closer why is he holding my hand? then quickly and quietly he places my hand to touch him but I pull away oh god , help me... over and over this goes on abrubtly he gets up to leave the room... only to position himself in the bathroom... directly in my view standind over the toilet his hands are on his zipper...he looks right at me I'm frozen with fear I dont want to see but my eyes wont close... suddenly, with out sound or warning I feel the warmth of two hands lifting my head turning it away from this sight that would haunt my memory forever they are the softest kindest hands I ever felt in my entire life... so lovingly they shielded me, protected me from this horror. they comforted me a few moments... untill the paralizing fear was gone. when I was brave enough to open my eyes... no one was there. wildly, I searched the room from my bed, so not to make a sound but there was no one to be found when he rentered the room I boldly told him to leave... both of us stood, stunned at the athority in wich I spoke and just when he was about to reply my brother began to stir and he quickly left the room never to bother me again...