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My parents voices echoes loudly in my parents’ house. “How could I be so dumb to marry a ***** like you; you’re such a !” My dad screams at my mom. I can hear their whole conversation even through the thick walls of the rooms. I cover my ears with my hands. I begin to dig my sharp nails into the side of my head; begging for them to stop fighting in my thoughts. I can still hear their voices, but they are kind of muffled. I scream, and try to block out the noises with my pillow now. Why do they have to fight all the time? I don’t get; why can’t they just get along? I can still hear them screaming at each other, and then the next thing I know I hear the deafening smash of gl. I freeze; straining my ears to hear something. The voices stopped, but I hear a faint whimper and the crunching of gl; as if someone is walking on it. I slowly get up from my bed and walk in the darkness of my room towards my bedroom door. I open the door slowly and poke my head out into the dark hallway. I can’t see anything but the dim light coming from the entrance of the kitchen. I take a few steps out into the hallway, and make my way towards the kitchen. Being as quiet as can be I make it to the entrance of the kitchen, and peek inside it. I try to yze the scene, and make sense of it. There is blood stained gl covering the tiled floor, my dad is standing over my mom with a broken beer bottle in the air; braced to hit her again, my mom with blood covering her and she looks scared and helpless. I try to scream, but it doesn’t come out; it sounds more like a gasp. My father, still over my mom, turns his gaze towards me. His black eyes are filled with rage and anger. I’m backing away now; trying to run to my room. I reach my door and grab the door knob when I feel I big rough hand grabs the back of my neck.