Growing up for me was very difficult. My dad was real abusive, a mean drunk. He had no problem taking his frustrationand anger out on mom and me anytime he wanted. Sometimes I got home from grade school and find mom in the kitchen with a black eye or a bloody lip.
I know my dad had problems, he had lost his job and started drinking heavy but I hated him for how he treated us. One day I came home from high school and the police was there and an ambulance. The police wouldn"t let me in even after I told them I lived there. One officer held me back when someone wheeled out my dad on a rolling cart, when they loaded him into the back of the ambulance I saw the attendant pull the sheet over his head. Just then mom came running out of the house to me, she wrapped her arms around me.
Later on I was told one of our neighbors heard crashing and yelling and they called the police, they came and my dad was so mad he got his gun and aimed it ...
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