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myOtaku.com: TwistedNightmare

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Not a pleasant life thus far......
Life….. It hasn’t been the most pleasant of all things, especially recently. I have things weighing on my shoulders, my worries bringing me down…. But don’t we all. Sometimes, I’m so sick of living, so sick of trying, that I just want to lay down for bed and dream forever. Sometimes, I just want to scream. What can I say, sometimes it seems too hard, but we all have the moments don’t we?

You see, last week, my father and mother got into a huge fight…. Maybe I should start earlier than that. My mom had asked my dad to go upstairs one night to get my brother to stop yelling and cussing at the game he was playing, so he did. Well, it didn’t go as planned because my dad and yelled at my brother, my brother yelled back and gave him the finger then slammed the door…. Yeah. My dad went into the garage to get a stick (actually, it was the handle to a shovel that had broken off) and he was going upstairs (or at least was going to before my mom and I stopped him) to break the game system….. and my brother. We stepped in, became the bad guys, and he slept in the basement that night.

The next day, things got worse as the day progressed. My father only glared at me and wouldn’t say a word to my older brother, my mom, and me. The only one he talked to was my younger brother. Anyway, he ended up cutting his wedding band in half with pliers and my mom threw the pieces into the neighbor’s yard.

Later that night, my dad got in my face and asked me, “Do you think it’s a good day to die?” Umm…. What do you say to something like that? Eh…. It wasn’t easy. I showed no fear, no panic, nothing. I shut down, became emotionless once more. He left and I could feel the tears in my eyes but I didn’t let them go. My mom went downstairs and my dad said to her, “It’s good night for all of us to die.” Then, when she wanted to call the cops, he cut the power to the house. Everything went black and all I could think of was the families on T.V., you know, the ones murdered by their father or mother. I was determined not to become that family, even though I was so paralyzed by fear.

He came up the stairs and my mom was yelling things that I can’t remember. All I know was that I was backing toward the fireplace to get the fire poker that we have, or the shovel for the ashes…. Actually, come to think of it, I was trying to get anything in my hands to fight back with. My mom told me to call the cops and when I tried he stepped in my way. I grabbed the flashlight, after making it around him, and turned it on. My father was in a complete BDU (all of the military clothing he wore during combat in the army). My panic rose ten-fold. Anyway, for some reason, my father went back downstairs and turned on the power again, but I was already heading to the neighbor’s house to call the police.

I learned later, that my dad had asked my younger brother for his BB gun that evening. The BB gun is air-soft or whatever you call it and the BB’s go 2300 feet a second and dents metal…. At close range, a BB to the head would do serious damage.
After that, the rest is really history. My dad and mom are getting a divorce and I’m an outcast in my home. My father won’t even look at me (not that I care). My mom wants me to talk to him, to swallow my pride and act as if nothing has happened. Well, my pride doesn’t go down that easily and at the moment, I want nothing to do with him, not now, not later, never again….. I hate him and I’ll be glad when he is done and buried.

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