It started with the fighting again but this time it ended in death. Mother
had always told me to not be afraid when things got bad, but things always
got bad so I always was afraid. I feared for my mother, why didn't she
leave him? Why did she stay? Why did she have to die?
My mother, the sweetest, kindest, most generous women you will ever meet, died last Saturday after noon. My father called it an "accidental death"; I call it a brutal beating. My poor mother had to suffer from his brutal attacks when he was drunk or just angry, you know at wrong place at the wrong time. Yes that was my father Cau Chang and my Mother Vi Chang.
Father wasn't always this bad before it seemed like he couldn't even hurt a fly now I fear he'll hit me or worst kill me. I feared for my life, so I just ran. I ran as far I my short legs could take me, I ran to the other side of the city. My friend Shaina had always let me in to her house, her family already knows about my father's problem, and let me stay at there house till the next day. Shaina understood too cause she went through the same thing but her mother left, mines didn't and look where she ended up. Shaina was close to a best friend more of a close friend though; I was able to tell her things that would just have killed me inside.
This week it seemed that I have been going to her house more often then normal, only because my father just got fried and has been sitting in front of the couch drinking beer. I was afraid to go home too, so I went there, it was more of a home then my real home had ever been. I was treated with respect and I wasn't yelled at. My home was a dump. I would only now go there occasionally when my father was sleeping to get home work or some more clothes. Every time I'd come home when he was asleep he would lay there passed out on the couch with a beer can he has clutched in his hand. I hated him more than anything in the world. But worse of all I hated my self, for not doing anything for not being there when I was away at Hogwarts, I knew something was wrong and I did nothing about it.
My mother, the sweetest, kindest, most generous women you will ever meet, died last Saturday after noon. My father called it an "accidental death"; I call it a brutal beating. My poor mother had to suffer from his brutal attacks when he was drunk or just angry, you know at wrong place at the wrong time. Yes that was my father Cau Chang and my Mother Vi Chang.
Father wasn't always this bad before it seemed like he couldn't even hurt a fly now I fear he'll hit me or worst kill me. I feared for my life, so I just ran. I ran as far I my short legs could take me, I ran to the other side of the city. My friend Shaina had always let me in to her house, her family already knows about my father's problem, and let me stay at there house till the next day. Shaina understood too cause she went through the same thing but her mother left, mines didn't and look where she ended up. Shaina was close to a best friend more of a close friend though; I was able to tell her things that would just have killed me inside.
This week it seemed that I have been going to her house more often then normal, only because my father just got fried and has been sitting in front of the couch drinking beer. I was afraid to go home too, so I went there, it was more of a home then my real home had ever been. I was treated with respect and I wasn't yelled at. My home was a dump. I would only now go there occasionally when my father was sleeping to get home work or some more clothes. Every time I'd come home when he was asleep he would lay there passed out on the couch with a beer can he has clutched in his hand. I hated him more than anything in the world. But worse of all I hated my self, for not doing anything for not being there when I was away at Hogwarts, I knew something was wrong and I did nothing about it.