It was the weekend, I was 12 years old at the time around 6:30 in the morning I heard shouting and crashing coming from the living room. At that moment I didn't know what to do. Should I go check and see what’s going on? Or stay in my room and “try” to go back to sleep?
But while I was debating on what to do, I heard my parent’s voice’s so instantly I jumped from my bed to investigate. When I ran through the hallway I saw my Mom attacking my Dad. I didn't know what to say or do. I was too shocked to do anything. Usually my parents are so chill not loud and mad at each other.
But when I was looking at them; they looked back at me and yelled at me to get back in my room. I was too upset to do anything so I just stood there and kept listening in to their fight. I even tried to butt into the fight to try and break it up but that’s when I made things worse. My Dad pushed me up against a wall and made me hit my head pretty hard.
So that’s when my Mom started to punch my Dad in the face. I sat on the ground crying, no one would come to me and see if I was alright but no. no one came to my aide so I just sat there and cried. I suddenly stopped crying when I saw the police come through my front door to break up my parents fighting but I was scared seeming them put my hands on my Mom and Dad like that I thought they were going to be arrested. When that happened I ran towards the cops to get them away from my parents but they did the same thing my Dad did to me they threw me away from my Mom and Dad so I kept to myself when the disaster kept on going on.

An hour pasted and my house was silent. My mind was like a shattered dream that was interrupted with an explosion of depression and sadness. I was so confused on what happened I was put in therapy to cope with this “problem” but it didn't help it was just me and my own mind crumbling together.