Maltreated

Prologue

It was a sunny yet beautiful morning. My mom and I were in a car heading for a mother-and-daughter only trip to an amusement park. Dad couldn't join us because he couldn't escape his pile of work.

My dad is as an independent bussinessman whereas my mother is a lawyer. Today is the only day that she got a day-off from her busy work. And so, here we are on our way to Disneyland. It's my first time going there and so, i am really excited.

On our way back, did everything happen. We were in a tunnel when suddenly, the tunnel started to collapse. My mom panicked and she accidentally swerved the car. And after that everything went black.

I woke up to find myself in a hospital bed. Suddenly, my dad barged into the room and screamed, "Where is she?? Where is my wife?? Where is she??" and suddenly he started to grab my collar. I tried to tell him to stop because he was hurting me, but i was too tired and was in pain.

The second time i woke up i found my dad sitting beside me. When he found out that i was awake, he told me, "Your mother is dead. My wife is dead because she was trying to save you. This is all your fault!" he tried to grab me by the collar again but surprisingly he held back.

Three days later, was my mother's funeral. We had a small funeral for only the people that we know. And there are only a few. For the past three days, i havent shed any tears. But that morning, i woke up and started to cry of the thought that my mother is dead.

The funeral was any other normal funeral. My dad and i didnt do any speech because we were both so upset. Somehow, everytime when i glimpse towards my father's direction, he would give me an angry look. I didnt know why but i started to think before of what he said to me.

After the funeral, i rode in the car with my dad. The whole ride home was filled with nothing but silence.

As i entered the house, i felt a hand pulling me. Suddenly, i was slapped in the face and my dad screamed, "This is all your fault! If you havent pestered her so much to take you to freaking Disneyland, then she woudnt be dead! You are going to pay for what you did!" he pushed me towards the ground and went into his bedroom with a slam on the door.

I started crying and mumbled to myself, "How could he do this to me? What did I do wrong? How is it my fault? I didnt do anything," I stand up and walked into my room.