“GET OUT!” She yelled at me. “What did I do this time!” I stood up for myself for the first time ever. I didn’t want to be forced out of the house again. She has done this before. This time, she meant it. “DON’T QUESTION ME! I never want to see you ever again!” she screamed. Which was followed by her strong fist slamming into my face. I felt it start to throb, and she hit me again. I grabbed my backpack and ran out the door.