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Personal Narrative-Hate Is A Strong Word

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Hate is a Strong Word
Growing up my mom was constantly instilling into my head to “Honour thy father and thy mother” which I find extremely challenging, for my drunken dad at least.
Alcoholism is a disease, it deteriorates the body, ruins relations, and causes behavioral issues. Alcoholics do not understand what they’re addictions do to their loved ones. Up until fifth grade my dad was my hero. Before fifth grade I never really knew the effects that alcohol had on a person until the day I realized the true monster that my dad is. My summer going into sixth grade it was around two o’clock in the morning when I heard a loud noise coming from my brother’s room. I jumped out of bed and ran to his room where I found my brother and dad physically
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My younger years I always told myself that he was sick, or stressed. I made excuses for him, for his idiotic behavior. However, that all stopped at the end of my junior year. It was around 9:30 on a thursday night, I had just gotten home from all my practices that I had that day. My mom was in her bathroom taking a shower when I was bringing my dirty clothes downstairs and saw my dad sitting on the floor in the kitchen with not just one but two beers in his hand. He reeked of Miller Lite, so strong that after seeing his pathetic self sitting on my kitchen floor, I began to turn around and walk back towards the stairs to go to my room. That’s when I heard him get up and throw the second beer can at the back of my head. I didn’t turn around, I didn’t cry, I didn’t look at him, I just went to my room. After a while I heard him go to the bathroom, I ran downstairs grabbed my car keys, and left without being noticed. I called my mom and told her what had happened, but couldn’t even finish before she started crying because she knew I wasn’t going to be coming back. I was gone for two months, honestly the hardest thing I’ve ever done, I was living out of my car, finding different friend’s houses to stay at every week, missing school just to be able to see my mom without my alcoholic dad being home. Leaving my mom to deal with him on her own was such a difficult thing to put her through and I hate him even more for putting her in the position of not only being a mom, but also playing the dad role in my
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