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I was blank years old when I heard it. When I seen it. I wont say an age because I was too young to remember how old I was, or what house it was, but I was that small.
I was so confused. I didnt know what to do.
I didnt know why he was doing that to her or whats she did, But i knew who was at fault. I just knew. Not even a yell or a scream from her. It was all tears. Its like Her tears were telling the whole sotry themselves. My dad chasing her, and yelling. Who was this man? I'v never seen him or heard him talk or yell or act like this? Why??
That was my question.
One thing I remember clear as day... Was that I grabbed at bat. It was either mine or my brothers. It was plastic too. And I remember grabbing it trying to hit my dad, for doing what he was doing.
and he looked at me his eyes looked hurt. He knew what he was doing was wrong.... and he said "NO no... dont"..
to me!
Confused I was!
He eventually left and the last thing I remembered was going to my mom and crying with her. |
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Posted by chrisallencardenas on 2008-05-13 18:02:11 | Rating: | Views: 27
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