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danigantt wrote:um... i guess technically, no.... with my parents fighting all the time....
like one time, while i was sleep, my parents got into a fight, and a police officer woke me up in the middle of the night.... my grandma had come to pick me up... and there was blood everywhere... and my parents weren't there...my mom was in the hospital and my dad was in jail... he had taken a wall decoration and repeatedly hit her in the head with it.... i was really scared...
and then there were some mornings they'd be fighting... and i would go to school, so of course, the whole day at school, i was distracted...
and the constant moving back and fourth was annoying...
but i don't know.... i think it made me stronger and independent.. it made me want to be more than that....you know?
danigantt wrote:um... i guess technically, no.... with my parents fighting all the time....
like one time, while i was sleep, my parents got into a fight, and a police officer woke me up in the middle of the night.... my grandma had come to pick me up... and there was blood everywhere... and my parents weren't there...my mom was in the hospital and my dad was in jail... he had taken a wall decoration and repeatedly hit her in the head with it.... i was really scared...
and then there were some mornings they'd be fighting... and i would go to school, so of course, the whole day at school, i was distracted...
and the constant moving back and fourth was annoying...
but i don't know.... i think it made me stronger and independent.. it made me want to be more than that....you know?
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MuNxMuN wrote:danigantt wrote:um... i guess technically, no.... with my parents fighting all the time....
like one time, while i was sleep, my parents got into a fight, and a police officer woke me up in the middle of the night.... my grandma had come to pick me up... and there was blood everywhere... and my parents weren't there...my mom was in the hospital and my dad was in jail... he had taken a wall decoration and repeatedly hit her in the head with it.... i was really scared...
and then there were some mornings they'd be fighting... and i would go to school, so of course, the whole day at school, i was distracted...
and the constant moving back and fourth was annoying...
but i don't know.... i think it made me stronger and independent.. it made me want to be more than that....you know?
awww i'm sorry about your parentsmy parents would always argue when i was lil too
(they still do now on occasions
) but my dad would never hit my mom.....
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