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So terrible. The moment I reach home I could hear them quarreling. Reluctant to return home to see them fight, I sat at the staircase, hoping that they would soon calm down and leave the house. However, the argument got rather serious because I could hear my grandma screaming. Hai. All I can do is to go home to stop them. So shocked. The moment I step into the kitchen I saw my father sticking his body into the space where the window panels are already broken. My grandma was trying to pull him back. He's trying to reach my mother who's inside the other side of the kitchen. I shouted for him to stop, shouted for him to go to the living room, but he just won't listen. He's drunk. Very drunk. Drank more den 1 bottle of hard liquor. Heard from my mom that he started drinking since last night. That's so terrible. Tins of milo and milk powder etc etc are scattered on the floor. He kept crying. Saying that my mom want him dead. That upsets mi. He hit the top part of the window panel with his hand. Blood just spurt out like that. Yes. He's hand jus started to bleed profusely. The kitchen floor, living room and myself are covered with his blood. You know the feeling of blood just dripping on you? So fresh that you can even feel the warmth of the blood. There's really no empty space for us to walk, because no matter what you will step onto the blood stains. The workers called the ambulance. But he just cant calm down. In the end the medics gotta call the police to settle it. I hate it. Hate my mother's guts. Very angry. Why is it that she only tell her side of the story? Why didn't she tell the police how she accuses him of sleeping with the workers? Why act and say that you don't wanna pursue the matter and later add on that if you pursue he would give you trouble? Why is it that you just sound like those bad woman who are so hypocrite in those tv shows? I'm so upset. I don't feel like talking to you.I felt really heartbroken at the hospital just now. The policemen use those belts to attach his hands and legs to the bed. Even when he need the loo, the leg belts are not undone. Seeing how weak and haggard his back view look when he move slowly in the direction of the toilet affects me greatly.
I don't want to end up like them... I don't want to have a broken marriage... a broken family.