I awoke and sat up my ears pricked shouts filling the air. I look at the clock it's 4:00 am so it's either really early or very late: I snuggle back down in to my covers not expecting to sleep due to the screams of my mother.
my father has come home drunk and that is when I wish he had not come home. I was scared because I was only 12 the fear of my father was more than I can bear I begin to breath heavy .I try to calm down but it just got worse I don,t want dad to hear so I cover my self with my covers. I felt like I was Coated in clouds I began to Relax and I felt the sanctuary of sleep inhale me. I felt safe despite the knowledge I was not the door was crashed open in rushed my dad my mum trying to drag him away I sat up scrabbling away. Me:"dad please stop! Please!" I was pleading and I began to cry.
Dad:"I am gnu punish you Seymour!"
He picked up my slipper and hit me round the face with it. My mum lunged at him grabbing his hand he threw against the wall a turned to her I curled up in to a ball and rocked I began to breath heavy...
