My life is like a horror story. Yeah that's right, my parents are violent, I get bullied everyday and basically I have no one except my little brother Nathan. My parents haven't always been violent. In fact they were the best parents I could ever wish for until Nan died. We used to go over to her house every Sunday for roast dinner and we would have such a lovely time. Mum started drinking a lot more alcohol then she usually did and Dad started selling and taking drugs. The devastation of her death literally killed them inside and they turned the complete opposite. It started the day me and my brother came home from school. It was very quiet in the house, not the usual laughter of my parents. Mum was in the kitchen sitting at the table. Her face clearly showed she'd been crying. Her eyes were swollen, she had streaks down her face and she was pale. I sat down in front of her and held her hands. "What's happened?"
She looked up at me and said; "Nan's died".
My heart shattered into pieces the very moment she said that. I started crying, Nathan unaware of what was wrong started crying to, he is 5 and he doesn't like to see me cry.
Mum got up and went straight to the fridge. She pulled out a bottle of wine and started drinking the whole thing. She was crying at the same time.
Dad got home a few hours later but he'd already heard the news. He didn't say hello or give me and Nathan hugs he just went straight upstairs into the master bedroom and locked the door.
I understood why, It was his mother after all. I wanted to go comfort him but changed my mind; he'd probably want to be alone right now. Mum was still in the kitchen drinking every bit of alcoholic thing she could get her hands on. I tried stopping her, she was scaring me and that's when she hit me full force across the face. Nathan ran under the table, shaking and crying quietly.
"I was only trying to help".
Mum was drunk, not just drunk, heavily drunk. I learnt about alcohol in school and she couldn't control her actions after drinking so much.
"Leave me alone you bitch! It's your entire fault!" And that's when she beat me. She grabbed the sweeping brush and slammed it into me. It hurt, a lot. My ribs ached with the impact of the brush and my head was spinning, finally she slammed it right onto my head and that's when I fainted.
