A little girl sat beside her closed bedroom door, listening to the cries of her mom and the yells of her dad.
"Stan! She's a child! They make messes all the time!" Her mom yelled, scared.
"I don't care! Children should burn in hell!" An angry, male voice slurred drunkenly. Her dad was an alcoholic. Her mom was married to him, sadly, and put up with him most of the time. A loud slap rang through the house. The child whimpered, quickly running to her bed, hugging her kitten, Galaxy. Angry footsteps were heard on the stairs as her door slammed open.
"You little shit!" The father gripped the child's hair as she screamed. The father threw her across the room, her body hitting the concrete wall. Silence followed as the unconscious body hitting the floor. The father laughed.
"Always weak. Just like your mother." Galaxy ran over to the girl, licking her cheek. Her hand twitched, as she stirred slightly. The father growled and kicked the girl in the stomach.
"You little brat." He kicked her face and walked out of the room. The child, unconscious, laid there in pain as the kitten stayed with her.

This is when everything changed.