Abuse

It starts

 He is not home yet from work he usually gets home at 5 but its 9:30 so me and Bekka are a little scared. Then the door slams open and our father is just standing there waving side to side. You can smell the alcohol on him and you can tell that he is drunk. My little sister Bekka runs up and hugs him, Daddy!!!!! Yelled Bekka. I'm still sitting on our white couch and I'm just looking at them. I turn back around to continue watching t.v when I hear Bekka scream.

          I turn around fast to see my little sister on the floor crying and my father looking at her. I look at my father What happened? I ask him She got too close to me so I pushed her off, He said. I look at him in disbelief You don't push a 6-year-old girl to the ground because she got too close to you I said in an angry voice. Maybe next time she should not get too close He tried to argue back to me. Maybe next time you should be a father and love your child instead of pushing her away and maybe next time you should not come home drunk like an idiot!! I yell at him He looks at me and he is pissed.

         He starts to walk towards me but he keeps stumbling once he gets over to the couch he stares at me with a very angry look then he slaps me hard. I start tearing up I run off the couch I pick up my little sister and I ran to our room. I put Bekka on the bed she stares at me I go into our bathroom and I look in the mirror. 

          My long brown hair is all ratted up and my blue eyes have tears and my cheek is red very red I can taste blood in my mouth because my cheek had hit my tooth. I look at the inside of my cheek and it's bleeding a lot there is a small hole from where my tooth hit. It hurts a lot I walk say daddy is just a little sad about mommy still. I say to her. But why was he walking all funny and he smelled really bad she said. Daddy is just being very stupid you should get to bed I tell her. Bekka lays down in her bed and I tuck her in I tell her goodnight then I leave the room and I go downstairs.