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Thank you very much for the tips and I will be sure to follow them and add details to the piece. I think when I wrote this I knew what I wanted to write but rushed it and just put everything down.
When I pasted it onto the site to post it it came out strangly as it was in word document format and I didn't take the time to sort it out before saving it. So yes sorry about that.

Thanks again.

-wolfcub25

Good start, especially with introducing how the character's family relationship is, but there are a few things you could fix.

-You came on just a bit too strong and a bit too swiftly for the beginning. I would say adding a bit of filler between the main action parts and telling.
-More paragraphs so it doesn't become a nuisance to the reader's eyes. I would advise adding a paragraph every time a new character speaks or whenever a character makes an action (ex: Sasha swiftly moved over beside Luke.)
-Details are needed greatly; I'm finding it rather hard to imagine the actual story in my head like a movie. If you were add details about what room they were in, the items, or the colours of the room. You might need to add some details of what the characters look like also so that it can help readers get a better visual of the story.

I hope that you find these tips helpful but overall it was a good start; if you were to fix these things than the story would turn out to be a very great story.

Ok, thanks for the comment. I know it sounds more like just a creative writing than a novel. But I'm new at it and I appreciate any opinions
Any suggestions on how to slow down the beginning? I realise I dive into the story quickly

Thanks.

Alright, so, that ws confusing, very confusing

Whimpering like a frightened puppy Skye shrank before her step father as he lashed out, catching her on the side of her face. "How dare you!" he roared, his words slurring his eyes, bloodshot and sunken into his red face. He unleashed his drunken fury yelling "How dare you talk to me like an ungrateful little bitch!" "I didn't" Skye sobbed. "What did you say?" he asked pulling her off the floor by her hair and shaking her like a rag doll. "Don't answer back!" he spat throwing her onto the ground. She lay in a crumpled heap on the floor blood dripping from her nose and mixing with her tears in a small puddle around her hand staining the white carpet. "Paul what have you done?" Tara screamed as she ran into the room after coming home from the super market and responding to Skye's cries. She bent down and gently picked up Skye's battered body. Cradling her close she walked from the room and down the hall crying softly into Skye's mattered hair, she quickly stuffed a bag full of a few clothes and other items. "Justin....Jay?" She called down the hall. "Yeah. What?" he replied. Looking at her face as he nervously stuck his head out the door his wet eyes searching for Paul. He had been hiding under the bedcovers his hand over his ears as Skye screamed outside his room.
"Pack a bag with a few sets of clothes Hun, we're going on a little trip" Tara said, crying again as she saw the large purple bruise on Justin’s cheek where Paul had hit him. He had tried to intervene and stop Paul from hurting her any more. Shouldering her bag and carrying Skye she walked from the house with Justin running after her his bag slung over one shoulder avoiding Paul as much as possible.
"Tara....Tara, where are you going baby" Paul slurred, smiling and pushing the door open. "We're going away!" She yelled slamming the car door, after putting Skye in her booster seat. "No, Tara you can't, you’re not taking my children Tara" Paul yelled his anger flaring up like wild fire. He rushed down the front stairs almost tripping over in his awkwardness. "They’re not your children!" Tara shouted. Tears streaking her face, she made her way to the driver’s door. "No you can't take them, I want them here. Tara don’t leave me” “Paul. I am and I’m taking them with me. You’re not the man I used to know anymore you’re just a drunken idiot” Tara cried opening the car door. With a sluggish movement Paul drew a hand gun from his belt and despite his many drinks his aim was deadly at close range. Skye recoiled in fright as the gunshot sounded, echoing in the hills. Watching in horror she saw her mother slump against the car then fall to the ground moaning in pain. “Sorry honey. You gave me no choice” He growled under his breath, dragging Tara away from the car leaving her behind a tree. Jumping into the car he started the engine then roared out of the driveway wheels skidding and squealing in protest. Zigzagging down the road he just managed to stay on the right side. Justin was shaken and frightened as he leant over and gave Skye a hug and a reassuring smile trying to be strong for his little sister. Looking into her terrified eyes he didn’t know what else to do, but wipe away the blood and tears off her face with his sleeve. He gave her another hug then stared hopelessly out the window wondering what would happen to them.