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STOP!,NO!!,GET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU DUMB UGLY PIG OF A MAN!!!
(fighting noises)
(Bicker bicker bicker)
SLAM!!!(the door)

I felt the house shake.

You're pov: I'm laying there helpless on the floor in my room afraid to come out in fear that my mom might hurt me or yell at me.

I pull at my sleeves of my shirt, bite at my nails with tears in my eyes, I rock back and forth trying to keep myself together, but it's useless.
A few hours pass by and I start to hear more screaming and slamming.
NO!, YOU'RE NOT TAKING ANYTHING!!,IT ALL BELONGS TO ME!, I hear my mom say.
Male voice (father) :
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT YOU WORTHLESS PILE OF SHIT!!? YOU COULDN'T BYE YOU'RE OWN SHIT TO SAVE YOUR LIFE!!YOU HAVE NO MONEY!

I heard the man's voice and assumed it was my father's.. even though I barely heard from him in years I still know what his voice sounds like. He's one of the voices that I can't seem to get out of my head.

It hurts so bad...

10 seconds pass by and still no luck. They're still fighting I thought they would be done by now... But alas their fights are never short.

(Thoughts:)
I wonder what they're talking about? Did she take something from him?? What is he trying to get back that isn't hers?...

My brain couldn't process what was happening at the time I just tried my best not to think about it too much so it wouldn't bother me.

I always wondered what they were fighting about....

It's 2:34 a.m. and finally silence.
I knew that he had left. But it was never this silent before.
I tried not to panic, so I tried to cherish this moment as much as possible.
I tiredly walked to the corner of my room incredible into a ball.

Eventually

I passed out.
.....

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