Zymone

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(That's her name i asked her if i could put her real name up and she said yes)

I'm not known,popular or famous and id like to keep it that way but on wattpad (everyone keep saying that's a weird ass name for an app like i really asked them if it was)i have a good 178 followers and i'm very grateful of that i'm not following that much people it's just wattpad,Jahsehwife,youngdaggerclout.

I'n my past i have had a lot of things happen to me so here's were i'm gone start.

My dad has always been an alcoholic all my life and he goes into negative mindset when he's drunk.He than likes to take his anger out on my mom.He's done a lot of traumatizing things in front of me.That's why i have server PTSD.He's verbally abusive and it's just hard but he's working on changing.

I try to put things that iv'e been through in my books.It's kinda a coping mechanism.One time my dad was drunk and he was yelling throughout the whole house,he pulled out his gun and and everything.I told him that the next time he did it I was gonna kill myself.He didn't do it again for like 5 months but he did it again so i feel like he doesn't care.

at this time i was getting ready in the shower for bed,hearing my parents arguing again.Hearing my dad's voice boom throughout the house making the walls shake hearing things break insults death threats made me mad and scared.As i'm washing up i hear someone being hit i knew my dad put his hands on my mom.

He always said that he'd change but he never does so to blind out all the noise i hum to myself my favorite song "fake smile" by phora a little while later i get out.Lotion myself and put on some pajamas and brush my teeth still humming,still hearing the arguing.I can remember a time where my dad wouldn't get drunk like he is now and and spend time with his family.But now that he's found his way to all the beer hennessy he's changed and there's nothing we can do about it.Yeah i know what y'all thinking 'JuSt CaLl ThE PoLiCe' well we already did that they didn't do shit,we did it again,still ain't do shit.

As i get done brushing my teeth my mom bust into my room "honey i don't think we can stay here tonight"she said with a breathing heavily,rubbing ice on the big red hand print my dad left after he slapped her.I get done brushing my teeth,I walk out my room and the first thing i think is 'avoid all connection with the devil'.As I'm walking to make me a sandwich all I see is a big,clutter of mess cloth thrown on the floor,dirt from the plaint's in the living room and hallway glass just everywhere.A big dirty mess no one asked for and a unwanted argument.

As I'm in my thought's thinking about everything that is happening I see in the corner of my brown eye's I see my dad.Just walking and still screaming making my heart hurt at how broken apart this house was,he see's me and starts walking over to me and says,"sit on the couch".I walk over to the couch shaking,seeing my mom watching in front of us,he grabs my hands and holds them gently and says getting a  little bit close to me feeling me shaking,"you are a little slut are you," he laughs (i'm just gonna make up a name for her mom and dad) my mom says,"Kendrick stop it you clearly see she does not feel comfortable,and stop calling her a slut that's are daughter.Be smart for fucking once" 

"Oh SHUT THE HELL UP FUCK YOU AND THIS WHORE SHE GOES AROUND HERE TELLING US SHE'S GOING TO HER FRIENDS HOUSE,WHEN WE ALL KNOW DAMN WELL GOOD ENOUGH SHE'S GOING TO GO SUCK SOME DICK!" he yells making me get off the couch crying,about to run upstairs but he grabs me by my arm and yanks me towards him then pulling me on the wooden scared floor.

He pulls out his gun as my mom try's to go get her phone pointing the gun at my mom then putting it down pushing me down laying me on my back roughly.Going up to my mom she tries to run to me but he grabs her and throws her against the holed up wall making her groan in pain as he continuously push her into the wall.I get up run to my room locking it getting on my phone trying to call 911 but can't since i'm shaking so much.Then i hear my dad banging on the door.

Giving my mom the opportunity to run out the house and run to our neighbors house calling the police he noticed this and ran out side.But since he was banging on the door so long when he got out there the cops were already here,when they were talking to my dad me and my mom got as much snakes as we could and took the microwave in my room and a bunch of water and soda.

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