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My father when I was a kid, whenever he was drunk.
Generally I hid in my bedroom. If necessary I climbed out the window and stayed away till he passed out. I had many good hiding places in nature and none were ever found.
My escapes kept me safe most of the time.
In the mornings he never remembered a thing.