LETTER TO MY DAD.
Dear Dad,
I remember the 14th of September, I was 7 then. I was lying wide awake in my bed i couldn't sleep because I was waiting as usual for you to come and give me my goodnight kiss.
You came back later by midnight and I ran downstairs to meet you but stopped at the top of the stairs when I saw stumbling and crashing things while trying to walk straight.
Mum went to help you walk but you pushed her. You started yelling at her and I was to young to understand what you were yelling about.
The next thing that happened came as a shock.
You hit her.
And you kept hitting her.
I was glued to the spot as I watched. I couldn't move.
