Imagine if you were working on a project, when you hear it your parents screaming. There they are right in front of me mom and dad. I know it is normal for some people but for me its not. I was almost done but when i tried to find my picture i needed. Or when i touched the wood he who is suppose to love you but me he doesn't. He came at me. I cried, then he went back to yelling back at my mom.
I had enough i got off my chair and screamed "KNOCK IT OFF YOU DOUCHBAG" that's when he slapped me across the face.
"Don't ever yell at me again" he screamed. Then he left and came back drunk and beat my mom to protect me.
"AHHHH" was all I heard then silence.
I ran away. Alone all by myself. Screaming.
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Screaming
Short StoryImagine and screaming are two big words in this story. There is a tale on this a childhood memory. Some bad words be prepared.