The day the world ended(rewrite)

What I was

My name is Mylo Lee Mills I am 17 and I will be telling you about how my world 'ended' but in order to know a person you have to know what makes or made them who they are now, and know who they were before...let's start, shall we?

[breaking glass] *my dad threw a empty beer towards my head. "STAY OUT OF THIS YOUNG LADY" he yelled as his hand was around my mother's throat as she struggled. I ran up the stairs in fear grabbing my little sisters hand whom was standing on the top of the stairs. I took her into our shared room and tried my best to distract her from all the yelling.

Later our mother came up and checked on us covered in bandages and some blood, hair messy, tainted clothes. In general the look of trauma and a look of distraught, worry, empathy, worry, fear.
"We are leaving can you guys get your stuff, try and be quick and quite." She whispered as me and my 4 other siblings nodded and started packing quietly. Later she came and took us down we all thought our dad was asleep, but no he was waiting, he over heard. He quickly grabbed my mom, "WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING," "WE ARE LEAVING WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE" they fought. Later resolved in me staying and the rest going, she would have took me but he threatened to kill me if she didn't let him keep me. She agreed not knowing his intentions and worried for my safety thinking it was best so we wouldn't lose anyone, but it only got worse from here, and I had to wait til I was 15 to live with my mom they agreed.

My dad kept my mom out of my life and would be neglecting and abusive using weapons like, knifes, bats, lighters, and threatened with guns.

When my 15th birthday arrived I was dropped off at my moms, we went out and had fun enjoying my birthday and me being back, my mom realized she left my gift at home so she left us at the park while she walked to get it from the house.
About an hour passed as our suspicions grew as well as the night did, we all decided to walk to the house, they let me walk in first, bad idea. I stumbled across a body with multiple stab wounds I screamed in horror, as I stepped back my siblings had already walked to their rooms, I found my moms dead body in my room, my dad stepped out of the closet as my siblings ran in to see what the noise was. They all screamed and questioned my father as he had a knife in hand and blood all over him. He ran after them I ran after my father to stop him before he quickly stabbed my brother in the stomach he collapsed but right after the police knocked as they got a noise complaint, my sister ran to open the door resulting in getting herself stabbed, and all I could do is watch. The police ran in as my dad acted innocent and acted like he walked in on it and told us to lie or we would end up like the others.

(1month later)

We were living with my father, me and my 2 alive siblings, willow, and Dain They quickly learned about how he was, but luckily my brother was almost 18
Once it hit his 18th birthday we spent it at the police station reporting what we had recorded and what injuries was left on us as proof, later on he was arrested and now here we are a year later, I live by myself, I find it easier, but my siblings visit a lot. We have grown stronger and decided what's in the past is in the past there is no fixing it. But does that mean sometimes I wish I would have told her to wait til we all got home? No I can wish that all I want because I know it will still continue to be the same.