
Bully
Dream?
I woke up this morning to Th boys screaming mine. " SHUT UP!" You screamed and back to bed. You woke up again to nobody in your room. Did i do this? I kept thinking as you went into the bathroom. Nobody was there. It was just my dad. I got scared when he went from across the room to up to my face. I almost screamed but a hand was over your face. Suddenly I was taken back to the first day I could remember with my dad. He kissed me goodnight and walked out the door. They years went on and the more abusive he got. "Why?!" I screamed he removed his hand and i as in reality" He pointed to me and said you. I ran upstairs and turned into my pillow wanting it all to go away. I heard foot steps and suddenly my door opened. I screamed.
"What's wrong? I looked up to see Liam. I heard you go into the bathroom. Suddenly a man was behind him. It was dad. He brought his pointer finger to his lips. I understood. I just sat. not answering. my dad touched my head again. thing went black. I was back to the past. but this time I was explained to why he didn't like me. I was siting in a park. By my old home. My dad ran up and hugged me. We sat down and we started to talk. "Why" He has a puzzled look "WHy did you hurt me?"
"I don't remember hurting you"
" You beet me"
"No"
"Yes"
"I don't remember"
"That's because you were drunk" Suddenly he started to flicker. He changed into my drunk father. Shirt untucked in places. un-shaved beard (stubbles). A bottle of alcohol in his hand. I was mortified.
"I.. am... not.. drunch" He stuttered and mispronounced drunk. I was about to run when he flickerd back again. "What's wrong?"
" You-" He flickered again "STOP!" adn he stopped flickering just in time. I was back. But where? There was bright lights. And someone was stanging over me
"What's wrong? I looked up to see Liam. I heard you go into the bathroom. Suddenly a man was behind him. It was dad. He brought his pointer finger to his lips. I understood. I just sat. not answering. my dad touched my head again. thing went black. I was back to the past. but this time I was explained to why he didn't like me. I was siting in a park. By my old home. My dad ran up and hugged me. We sat down and we started to talk. "Why" He has a puzzled look "WHy did you hurt me?"
"I don't remember hurting you"
" You beet me"
"No"
"Yes"
"I don't remember"
"That's because you were drunk" Suddenly he started to flicker. He changed into my drunk father. Shirt untucked in places. un-shaved beard (stubbles). A bottle of alcohol in his hand. I was mortified.
"I.. am... not.. drunch" He stuttered and mispronounced drunk. I was about to run when he flickerd back again. "What's wrong?"
" You-" He flickered again "STOP!" adn he stopped flickering just in time. I was back. But where? There was bright lights. And someone was stanging over me
9/11/13