I hate my dad.

I hate my dad.

My dad was one of the worst. He beat up my mom for stupid things and never had a job.
One day, my mom had to go work, and she told him to take care of me for the rest of the day.
I was in my bedroom, and I had to go to the bathroom, but the bathroom door was locked,
and I REALLY needed to pee. And so I peed myself.
When my dad saw it, he was FURIOUS. He started yelling at me, and even slapping me hard.
Then when he was done, he threw me to the sofa, wich was VERY usual and I was used to it.

When my mom came home, the dishes hadn't been done, and when I told her about what he did,
mom was angry, but she couldn't do anything against him.
And she cried, night after night, because my dad did the same thing every day.

And this continued for years. At that time, I was 4 years old.
Now, I'm 11, but I haven't seen my dad ever since we escaped from that house, with the help of the biggest of the three brothers.