Dipper's POV
I woke up and I looked around. Just the same old basement. Then I felt a sharp pain in my back. What happened last night? Oh yeah. I got whipped because I was just trying to save Mabel from getting a concussion. My sister and I have been abused by our own parents for twelve years now. Anything that they can think of, they make it a new punishment. Whip, hits, you name it. I try to stay strong, for Mabel's sake. But I don't think she can take it anymore. She tries to escape, but she always gets caught. I should go wake her up. I walked over to her, and whispered in her ear, "Mabel, it's time to wake up." I looked at her sleeping body. She looks so peaceful. She opened her eyes and looked up at me, and said,"I don't want to."
"But you have to, or you'll get in trouble again."
"Fine. " Then we went upstairs to see our Parents standing in the kitchen and they were mad. "Sleeping in again, huh?" They said.
"It's my fault. I slept in way too long." I said. I didn't want Mabel to get hurt.
"AHH! How many times do we have to tell you?!" Then My mother whispered something to my father. "Good idea honey." He said, looking at me. Then he grabbed me by the shoulder, and dragged me upstairs to his bedroom. I could hear Mabel screaming,"NO!" Then he opened his bedroom Window, and shoved me out of the window.