"Amidst the loud rain and the shouts, I couldn't hear anyone else other than the one in front of me. Blows and strikes echoed much louder than normal. Each impact was loud. I could feel the bruises slowly forming as repeated blows struck my body.
Cuts slowly forming from the punches and kicks. Making me question myself on... why, did I do this again? Why are we fighting..? But then I suddenly remember that everything that happened to me. All these happiness, sadness and everything that I feel are all because of that one night.
But that night always left a question in my mind.
What do I feel about my parents?
Hate? Anger? Sadness? Pity?
I don't know. But right now, all I feel is gratitude. Thank you, mother, father. For giving me this shitty, garbage, stupid fucking life.
Because with this, I finally know, how garbage of a parents you are. And now, I'm going to start a new one. A blank slate.