I was only 4 when it stared
Only 4 when my mum left
Only 4 when my dad hit me for the first time,
A small little vulnerable 4 years old
And I still remember the day like it was just yesterday
I remember waking up with my parents screaming
'How dare you, you little bitch'
'Mark I –'
'I don't want to hear it, what you think you can just cheat on me like that, and I won't mind'
'I…I'
'Shut the fuck up, Listen you little slut,go pack your shit and I never what to see you ever again got that'
'Yes mark'
'Go'
Then I heard footsteps
'Paul Paul'
The door suddenly creaked
'Yes mommy'
'Listen Hun mummy's going away for a while and I need you to be a brave boy'
'Are you coming back?'
Mum just smiled softly
'I want you to know that I will always love you and I will never forget you '
'You promise'
'yes I promise, now of you go to bed
She gave me a big hug
I Remember hearing more fighting, a loud bang, My mum screaming ,The door shutting close
'No mummy no stop don't go wait'
I ran as fast as my small legs would carry me and out the front door
'Mummy, mums come back.
I was hoping she'll turn around, come back and say everything was ok
She never did
'Come back here you little brat, She aint coming back, you get that .She doesn't give a shit bout you She never did'
At that point we were back home
Out of nowhere a felt something hard connect to my face,
Then all I saw was black,
That was the day my dad first hit me
My mum left
The day that haunts my dreams
The worst day of my life
I was only 4, only a little kid but even I understood I lost my parents,
I understood that my daddy isn't going to play around with me
My mummy isn't going to be there when I fall'
They don't be there when am hurt
Because we aren't a family anymore