Part 3

Like I was saying, he was running at her like he was gonna hit her and then stepped in front of him and pushed him back, he then pushed me down, I stood up and he grabbed my throat and I grab his face. He dropped me and they started arguing again, while I was trying to gain back my breath, till this day he always says I grabbed your shoulder or I grabbed you shirt, it's always different but never the thruth. I will never forgive him for that, and hate I still have to live with him. He normally doesn't try and attack my mom when me or my brother are near but he didn't see me, as they were in their tent when she was trying to get the tooth medicine when he chased her out. Doesn't really make it any better though. We were supposed to leave because my mom said I can deal with him hurting me but one of my children it different. But we never left, we don't have any where to go. My dad is basically out of the picture I barely ever see him anymore, and that how I prefer it, hes not a bad person just a horrible Dad. He wouldn't dare hurt me or my brother though.