My autobiography

Fathers first side

My next memory is a few years later and know I'm in kindergarten and my little sister is now older and my sister and I know go to school together and one day we went outside and it was snowing and my sister and I started playing in the snow and my little sister got so mad and she told my dad on us because we were so when we got back from school my sister and I got yelled at because we were playing in the snow without my sister.
But one day when something had got broken still to this day I still don't know who had broke it and my father gathered all of us together and he would whip out butt with the belt as hard as he could that we would cry before he would even get the belt. He would whip us again and again and would ask us who broke it and we would say I don't know and he whip us again and ask the same question and then somebody would just have to say I did it.
He would whip that person who confessed so hard that they would cry more and after he was done and we stood there crying he said say "shut up or I will give you something to cry about." and we would just stand there trying not to cry from the pain. He would hit us with the belt so hard that are butt would turn red and we couldn't sit down for a few hours.