Skotekal
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Even More Family Troubles.
Well, those you who read my thread awhile ago abut me being kicked out of my house, you'll remember that my dad is a dick. I thought he got mad out of impulse and kicked me out. Now I think he really doesn't like me. Maybe it's just a phase, I don't know, I'm young.
So on with the story. My assumption starts with my brother. He's older than me, so he's a dick. Pretty normal. So for the past couple of months my brother has been saying that my dad said to him that he doesn't like me. He usually tries to **** with me, even though he seemed serious. Still was 100% sure he was kidding. So he keeps reminding me of this over the next few months. No biggy, I'm sure he's trying to **** me off. Now this comes in when he kicks me out of the house. Guess why? I was still up. It was only one o'clock and I'm being quiet. So I hear Him coming downstairs. He usually does this for a drink. So I hear the fridge open, blah blah blah. Then I go into a sneazing fit. All of a sudden he storms downstairs and starts bitching at me for being up so late and rips my extension cord out of the wall. So I ask "What the **** is your problem?". Then I get kicked out
Moving on, after that my brother is now saying how my dad said that he would be embarrassed to have "a piece of lazy ****ing **** that looks like a ****ing girl" come to the family reunion. Again, I think he is messing with me. So that comes to today. I'm playing to about 11:30 and my friend Jason calls. He has called me this late before. All of a sudden I hear my dad ripping down the stairs again. Next I hear "Who the **** is on the phone so ****ing late? Get to bed now you little ****er!". So I say fine. Now I have a lot of crap running on my computer and I need to shut it all off, but my computer is kinda slow so it takes awhile. The. He yells back down, in a much harsher tone, tells me he'll break everything I own if I don't go up now. Now he walks away. So I'm about to go upstairs when I realize that I was left with the duty of getting my cats inside out of their little pen and close the window. Now my little cat Ninja won't come in. He usually is stubborn, so I'm being patient while I coax him in. Now my dad hollers down "IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR ASS UP HERE NOW IM COMING DOWN THERE!". So I calmly reply that I'm trying to get the cats inside, and that he left me with the job to do so, so let me finish. He now flips out and says "I DONT ****ING CARE, ILL BEAT YOUR ****ING FACE IN UNTIL YOU ****ING BLEED! I'm at this point astonished. So I say: "Alright, seriously, **** you. If you even touch me I'll sue your ass into poverty." Now this is serious. And guess why? He remembers what happened when I was 8. He hit me and social services found out. I lived in a foster home for awhile, then somehow was allowed back. But after that I got something. Two things actually. 1st was a small form in the mail. On it was the right to sue my own father. They had evidence ( the bruise that took up half my face), so I was informed that I could put down an amount on the blank line and a signature on the other. My dads face went white. I thought about it now, and he was scared because I was only 8, and I didn't know what I was doing back then. Damn, I thought if I should, but decided against it because it would affect my mother, and she has done nothing wrong. So I wrote down "0" and my name. I was too young to have a signature anyways. Now the second thing was a note from my social worker saying that if my father ever hit me again, I could call social services and they would look at my history and "actions would be taken". I think this is what scared him.
Now back to current times, after this happened he walked away. So, not too upset at the time being, I go to close everything on my computer, and now my cat is in, so I can finally close the window. Now, not wanting to disturb him further, I ever so quietly go up the steps, even skipping the creakng one. As I go up I hear some quiet murmuring. So I g oa bit farther up, and I swear on my life, this is the most hurtful thing I have ever heard. My dad
said: "Why do I have to have such a son? Why? If this were back in my time I would have just shot the stupid ****er. I can't believe Kim (my mother) is going to make me bring this embarrassing excuse for a son to the reunion. All he does is play games. For all I know he is a faggot (no offense to any gays, I'm just quoting) too. I really wish I could just beat him dead." I was appalled. This is possibly the worst I've ever felt in my life. I really just felt like dying. But anyways, on with the show, so after I just stopped listening and walked up without being quiet. He instantly shut up as I made my way up and slammed the door in my face, and I went to my room, thus leading to this.
Now is this just something I haven't experienced and is a quick regrettable thing that I should fret over? Any answers appreciate.
I'm also sorry for any spelling errors or grammatical errors. I'm typing from my iPod touch and my autocorrect might have let a few typos slip.
And for those he read through this whole thing, I thank you and am sorry for your loss of time.
Well, those you who read my thread awhile ago abut me being kicked out of my house, you'll remember that my dad is a dick. I thought he got mad out of impulse and kicked me out. Now I think he really doesn't like me. Maybe it's just a phase, I don't know, I'm young.
So on with the story. My assumption starts with my brother. He's older than me, so he's a dick. Pretty normal. So for the past couple of months my brother has been saying that my dad said to him that he doesn't like me. He usually tries to **** with me, even though he seemed serious. Still was 100% sure he was kidding. So he keeps reminding me of this over the next few months. No biggy, I'm sure he's trying to **** me off. Now this comes in when he kicks me out of the house. Guess why? I was still up. It was only one o'clock and I'm being quiet. So I hear Him coming downstairs. He usually does this for a drink. So I hear the fridge open, blah blah blah. Then I go into a sneazing fit. All of a sudden he storms downstairs and starts bitching at me for being up so late and rips my extension cord out of the wall. So I ask "What the **** is your problem?". Then I get kicked out
Moving on, after that my brother is now saying how my dad said that he would be embarrassed to have "a piece of lazy ****ing **** that looks like a ****ing girl" come to the family reunion. Again, I think he is messing with me. So that comes to today. I'm playing to about 11:30 and my friend Jason calls. He has called me this late before. All of a sudden I hear my dad ripping down the stairs again. Next I hear "Who the **** is on the phone so ****ing late? Get to bed now you little ****er!". So I say fine. Now I have a lot of crap running on my computer and I need to shut it all off, but my computer is kinda slow so it takes awhile. The. He yells back down, in a much harsher tone, tells me he'll break everything I own if I don't go up now. Now he walks away. So I'm about to go upstairs when I realize that I was left with the duty of getting my cats inside out of their little pen and close the window. Now my little cat Ninja won't come in. He usually is stubborn, so I'm being patient while I coax him in. Now my dad hollers down "IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR ASS UP HERE NOW IM COMING DOWN THERE!". So I calmly reply that I'm trying to get the cats inside, and that he left me with the job to do so, so let me finish. He now flips out and says "I DONT ****ING CARE, ILL BEAT YOUR ****ING FACE IN UNTIL YOU ****ING BLEED! I'm at this point astonished. So I say: "Alright, seriously, **** you. If you even touch me I'll sue your ass into poverty." Now this is serious. And guess why? He remembers what happened when I was 8. He hit me and social services found out. I lived in a foster home for awhile, then somehow was allowed back. But after that I got something. Two things actually. 1st was a small form in the mail. On it was the right to sue my own father. They had evidence ( the bruise that took up half my face), so I was informed that I could put down an amount on the blank line and a signature on the other. My dads face went white. I thought about it now, and he was scared because I was only 8, and I didn't know what I was doing back then. Damn, I thought if I should, but decided against it because it would affect my mother, and she has done nothing wrong. So I wrote down "0" and my name. I was too young to have a signature anyways. Now the second thing was a note from my social worker saying that if my father ever hit me again, I could call social services and they would look at my history and "actions would be taken". I think this is what scared him.
Now back to current times, after this happened he walked away. So, not too upset at the time being, I go to close everything on my computer, and now my cat is in, so I can finally close the window. Now, not wanting to disturb him further, I ever so quietly go up the steps, even skipping the creakng one. As I go up I hear some quiet murmuring. So I g oa bit farther up, and I swear on my life, this is the most hurtful thing I have ever heard. My dad
said: "Why do I have to have such a son? Why? If this were back in my time I would have just shot the stupid ****er. I can't believe Kim (my mother) is going to make me bring this embarrassing excuse for a son to the reunion. All he does is play games. For all I know he is a faggot (no offense to any gays, I'm just quoting) too. I really wish I could just beat him dead." I was appalled. This is possibly the worst I've ever felt in my life. I really just felt like dying. But anyways, on with the show, so after I just stopped listening and walked up without being quiet. He instantly shut up as I made my way up and slammed the door in my face, and I went to my room, thus leading to this.
Now is this just something I haven't experienced and is a quick regrettable thing that I should fret over? Any answers appreciate.
I'm also sorry for any spelling errors or grammatical errors. I'm typing from my iPod touch and my autocorrect might have let a few typos slip.
And for those he read through this whole thing, I thank you and am sorry for your loss of time.
I don't know what to say 
