Random memory

I have a memory. My dad was going to beat my brothers and I tried to stop him. I just spoke for them. “It was an accident.” Something like that. Motherfucker threw my ass across the room. I hid from him and I was just a little kid, alone and crying. My mother never did anything she just let him hit us. My mother told me she enjoys seeing kids get hit like it’s some weird secret thing she likes so I have no doubt she enjoyed him beating us