My autobiography

Mother leaves

    Okay so now I'm about 5 or 6 and my father and Mother we're slowly drifting apart from each other and I couldn't blame them but I remember one night my father wanted us to go somewhere but I can't remember where and my mother didn't want to go so we left and we were gone for hours and when we got back my mother was gone she had left us with our father.
      I was so angry with her for leaving us that I wanted nothing todo with her and when she was gone the anger and abuse got so much worse and so he took it out on us he would hit us and slap us and he knew that it we wouldn't tell because we were scared of him. He would hit so hard that we had a hallway we would fly all the way down it with one slap and he would start yelling at us for no reason what so ever. When he was all done it was like he didn't remember what he had done and he would do it all over again.
      A few years later we moved houses and it was a nice house and my sisters and I had a lot of fun with our neighbor we would laugh and run with them around the yard and that was always the funniest times to get away form my father. But my father didn't like to stay in one place so we moved again and now we lived in a little house across from our uncles through marriage.