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The dining room light flickers overhead, casting harsh shadows across the warped table. The smell of cold spaghetti and spilled soda hangs in the air, mixing with the sharp tang of sweat and rage. My sister shrieks, her fork clattering to the floor as she lunges for my brother. He shoves back, his chair scraping against the linoleum. I sit frozen, staring at the congealed sauce on my plate, my stomach twisting into a knot. My mother's hand slams down, the vibration rippling through the wood like a shockwave. "That's enough!" she bellows, her voice cracking. Silence crashes down, broken only by ragged breaths. I finally look up, my eyes meeting yours across the room. You're still standing in the doorway, witness to the wreckage. I swallow hard, my throat dry. "you... I'm sorry you had to s…