this is me

this is pain

It all started when i was five my "dad" would yell at my mother and hit my older brother and most of the time he would hit me and until this day i still have to scare on my eye from him hitting me with a tennis racket. I remember one night i was outside with my big brother and our dog we went outside because our parents were fighting again and my big brother did want me to see what was happening . My "father" smashed through the door yelling at me, i didnt even know why all i can remember from that point is my dog jumping up at my "father" and biting him on the arm but everything from that point is all mest up. 

One year later.

Mum my big brother and i have since moved out of that horrible house and have now rented out a small house but it is perfect for our small family. Sometimes at night i would sneak our dog into the house so she could sleep on my bed but one night when i was asleep i woke to the sound of our dog barking like crazy so i ran to my mothers room to wake her up as soon as she woke up i saw the fear in her eyes as she told me to go get my brother and hide in the basement with him and to stay very quiet  . As soon as i got my brother and hid in the basement we heard our mother yelling at someone and the moment we heard the voice of the person our mother our mother was yelling at we knew who it was it was our "father". My big brother jumped up and ran out of the basement leaving me behind i knew what he was going to do, he was going to fight for our mother. 

I got really scared being in that basement so i got up and went to find a phone to call the police. I found the phone and called the police it only took about 10 minutes untill the police turned up. The night after my mother told my big brother and I that we had to move houses again and that we were going to our nanas house and that we would be staying there for  a far bit. I didn't really mind staying at nanas house because she always had yummy this to eat.