Tuesday , 19 september , 19:20 pm
the date that I will never forget, I was in my room sitting on my desk doing mys tasks when I frightened up with sound of the dishes breaking coming from the kitchen , I heard my dad shouting for dinner . Since my mom had late shifts today so the dinner is going to be late. They started fighting as always , I sighed and locked my door trying to focus on my books an my work. After 15 minutes of shouting , braking and fighting , suddenly the atmosphere calmed down in such a weird way, I felt something is wrong , there was a very bad feeling inside me , I unlocked my door and walked slowly downstairs , an uncomfortable silence filling the house, as I got near the kitchen as I got more panicked , an unexplained feeling .
pieces of broken dishes filled the floor , when I reached the kitchen, my eyes widened, my heart stopped for a second then started racing , I swear it reached to 2000 beats in a second , I couldn't move , my dad was sitting on the floor between that mess, his head between his knees, my mom... she was immersed in her blood. I didn't know how to react. When my father felt my presence , he looked up to me with an '' I am sorry '' look in his eyes .I started to tear up and my vision became blurry , I ran to him and I started begging with a shaking voice:'' Please tell me you didn't kill her , she is alive right, Please say something , you can't do that to me dad , you ca't kill DAD!''
At this point I was crying so hard , then i realised that she is still bleeding , maybe w can save her before she looses more blood , so i called the ambulance.
I was shaking , walking here and there nervously , my dad is still not believing what he did , he was looking at her choked.

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