Note.

I don’t want to be a part of this.

I don’t want to listen to and witness these things on a daily basis.

I have been enduring this my whole life.

But I just can’t anymore.

I’m waiting to move out.

I’ve been waiting to move out since I started writing here.

I’m scared if father will kill mother in his rage when they fight if I’m not there to intervene.

I don’t know.