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My step dad had quite a temper. He was always accusing my mum of having an affair at work. "You always work so late, you with your boss?" He smirked. He was always so jealous and suspicious. "No! I am not having an affair! I work late to support us." She said. "Both parents work, we can support her. You don't need to work overtime." He scoffed, "I'm planning ahead, what would we do if ____ was left alone?" "You're giving money to the scum bag aren't you? You still with him?" His voice rose with anger. "No! What the hell? We're over. Divorced. Done. What makes you think I'm still with him?" My mum cried. They would have this argument day after day when my mum returned from work exhausted. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You never know dear, how much I love you. So please don't take my sunshine away."

On my 15th birthday, my life crumbled. The divorce was just a crack in the footpath, easy to forget about once you've gotten use to it. My 15th birthday was like the whole footpath was demolished, everything was damaged and couldn't be repaired, only replaced. My friends from school came over to our house, my cousins and family friends, of course Chanyeol and his family came over and to my surprise, dad came over. I hugged my dad tightly, I'm so glad you came this time. He gave me a present, it looked like a book. "Open when the day is over." He kissed me on the forehead "Happy birthday ____." He went to leave. "Hey dad! Aren't you going to stay?" I grabbed onto his shirt. "Heh, you still call me dad." He smiled sadly and ran his fingers through my hair just like he used to when I was little. I used my puppy dog eyes on him "please stay daddy." It usually worked..."Sorry ____ I've got some business to take care of." I let go if his shirt and looked down. Before he left he hugged me again and whispered "I love you." When the party was over Chanyeol's family stayed to help clean up. When they went to leave the families did the tradition of kissing each other on the cheek. When my mother went to kiss Chanyeol's dad she went for the right cheek, but he went for the left. Their lips met. I could tell my mum was pretty embarrassed by it, and my step dad looked like he was suppressing furious feelings. Chanyeol's family just laughed it off. "There's nothing to be embarrassed of, we've been friends for ages." Laughed Chanyeol's dad. They left and my step dad let out his anger. "So you're with him eh?" "What? No I am not!" Shouted mum. "Why are you shouting?" Said my step dad, " I'm trying to make a point, you keep accusing me of being with other people." Tears filled my mum's eyes. I wanted to leave. I wanted to run into my room, but my legs were frozen stiff. The argument went on, but tonight it wasn't like the other nights. There was a bad feeling in the air. "I should've stayed single." Blurted my mother. My step dad's eyes widened and his hands clenched into fists. "DO YOU REALLY MEAN THAT?!" He launched himself at her closing his big hands around her slender throat. I couldn't make sense of what was happening, everything was flashing before my eyes. One moment he was arguing, next he lept, chocking my mother, she reached out to me, chocking my name. "_____......help..........me." Adrenaline rushed to my legs, I ran to her, picked up a table vase along the way. I wanted to smash the vase into a million pieces over his head. With all my might I brought it down on his head, but it didn't break. I'm kept bonking him on the head with the vase, but nothing happened. It was as if he filnally took notice of my actions, let go of my mother who was struggling for air. I backed away as he approached me. He snatched the vase off me and brought it down on my head. It broke immediently, I fell on the floor, I couldn't feel anything, my whole body was numb. He reached for my throat. Pressing his thumbs into my oesophagus and diminishing my access to oxygen. I clawed at his face and he dug his thumbs deeper. Suddenly he shot up, screaming in pain. He turned to face my mother who had stabbed him with a kitchen knife. "Run, ____, run!!!" Mum shouted. My legs regained feeling and I ran out the door. I ran down the street screaming for help, I called the police and told them to help my mother. "Almost there." I huffed, "2 more blocks." I finally got to my dad's house. I pounded on the door. "DAD! DAD! MUM IS IN TROUBLE!" I shook the door knob and fell through the unlocked door. My eyes widened and I screamed....

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