It's that time again
I wake up to
Doors slamming and people screaming
It's about midnight
As I see when I look at my clock
It can't be..
Is he drunk again?
It can't be..
He just got out of therapy!
I spring out of bed
And open the door
And then I see the most terrifying thing
He is pulling mommy
by the hair, down the hall
with a gun in his other hand
His face full of hatred
He had done this plenty times before
I thought he changed
Well I thought wrong
All I can do is call my grandpa
and he comes to the house
My step dad stops
and we leave him
It's all over..
But a few weeks later
My mom goes back
It's that time again!
