It was an early Saturday morning, I crawled out of bed in my cozy shirt and lace undies. I rubbed my eyes and walked out of my room into the bathroom, and began brushing my teeth. When I heard my front door slam open and my mom scream, I dropped my tooth brush and ran down stairs.
I walked through every room except the dinning room, I slowly tip toed closer and closer to the door. I peaked through the door to see my douchebag father, holding my mom by the shirt with a bruise on her cheek. My mind and body filled with anger, I threw the door open and punched my dad straight in the side of the head causing him to stumble backwards and I spit out my toothpaste saliva in his face making him flinch.
" HOW DARE YOU TOUCH MY MOTHER LIKE THAT, I FUCKING HATE YOU! I CANT BELIEVE YOU! YOU LEFT US AND YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST WALTZ IN HERE AND DO AS YOU PLEASE?! " I screamed pushing him further away from my mom. He tried to answer when I quickly spoke for him. " HELL NO YOU CANT! SO WHY DONT YOU LEAVE AND GET YOU'RE SHIT TOGETHER!" I pushed him out and locked the door shut, he proceeded slamming his fist into the door screaming.
" CECILIA ROSE BLACKWOOD OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!" My mom shivered holding onto my shirt, whispering " I'm sorry I'm such a pathetic wimpy mother." I smiled looking at her and shook my head, and spoke sweetly " Mom you are so amazing even dad is threatened by your presence," I looked at the door, to realize he was still punching the door.
" OR WHAT?! " I screamed with an eyebrow raised. " OR IM GONNA BREAK THE DOOR DOWN AND BEAT YOU! YOU LITTLE UNGRATEFUL PIECE OF SHIT!!" I laughed and signaled mom to call the police, as she did that my dad and I yelled back and forth. Which turned into a big neighborhood scene, so of course. People pull out their phones and recorded the situation or called the police worried that my idiotic father would pull out a gun or something.
We all stopped and stood in silence to hear sirens in the distance. I snickered at the thought of him going to jail once again, I heard them get closer and closer when finally they arrived. I had to hide mom in our secret place because she was doing drugs to 'boost her confidence' I quote her exact words. I called bull but I love her too much to send her off to jail, so she was all hidden so I ran outside to see my dad hand-cuffed and bent over a car.
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The story of Cecilia Blackwood
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