My story.

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I was pretty young when things started to get bad, I remember it i was probably around 3 or 5 and mommy and daddy where arguing when they where arguing me and my other 4 older siblings would gather into one room I didn't understand why they where yelling but they did it alot. Basically everyone other day it felt like. You think I would be scared considering I was around 5 but no I didn't understand it. Both of my parents smoked cigarettes they still do.

I remember this one time it was one of those nights where they would argue me to sleep in my room. I woke up once in the middle of the night I didn't get out of bed, I was too scared i saw cop car lights shining outside the window my mom and my dad never told me what happened. I just remembered thinking that mommy called the police on daddy for what ever reason im not entirely sure. Because i was daddys little girl. I always took daddys side

My dad did not show up atleast well not all the time. Not the first day of kindergarten not anything really only my birthday even then he wasn't around he would sit on the couch and drink beer.

One time my older brother was baby sitting me alone he left me in the living room i was watching dora the explorer then i threw a toy i wasn't expecting it to hit the TV. BOOM there was a crack in the TV i told my brother he was scared for me because I think he knew my dad would be mad.When my parents got home my dad chased me upstairs and he spanked me hard. He was mad because i broke the TV he never spanked my siblings maybe it was only me because i was the skrew up?