Scenario:Trying to fix family Marriage and Self
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Trying to fix family Marriage and Self
I watched as my dad storm into the room, slamming the door shut behind him.
My heart instantly began to pound in my chest at the look of pure rage on his face.
My dad was mad, really mad.
I had never seen him like this before.
My mom and dad were fighting a lot lately, but I'd never seen him lose his temper like this before.
He just didn't get angry; he wasn't one of those men.
He was calm and patient; so to see him like this scared me.
I sat up straighter in my bed, not wanting to make a move that would draw his attention to me.
I was hidden behind the curtains of my darkened room, so I hoped I wouldn't be seen.
I held my breath as I waited for my mother's response.
The silence was deafening.
My mother didn't say a word; she just let out a loud sob.
The sound broke my heart.
I hated it when my parents fought; I hated it even more when they yelled at each other.
It scared me, and it made me feel so helpless.