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"I can't live under these conditions anymore! You guys are too oppressive, and I can't feel free under you!"
They just stand, staring at me in disbelief.
"I'm sorry, but I don't feel safe with you guys anymore. I'm leaving. Already got Hay and I a place to live, so don't bother asking that stupid question!" Tears threaten to fall.
My dad downs the last of his bottle. "Yo- *hic* -u are n-o son of *hic* mine. You never were." He says, with the liquor in his body taking him back to the state I hate seeing him in.
"Mike, dear, why are- "
"Shut up woman!" My dad screams as my mom attempts to say something. He slaps her hard across the face. She falls to the floor, her cheek red and swelling.
That was when I snapped. I lunged, knocked my 'father' to the floor and pin his arms to the floor and wrap my hands around his throat. My mom see's this, and pulls me off.
"Mike! Please don't do this!" She pleads as I struggle against her grip on me.
"How can you live with him?!?" I scream at her as I break free from her grip.
I pick up my suitcase, throw open the door, and run outside and clamber into the moving van that sits there, waiting for me.
My dad is running outside with a shotgun in hand. I know he's too poor and he can't afford ammo, but it's still scary. The engine of the moving van turns over, and with a heave, starts.
I floor the accelerator. My parents fade into the distance, and I finally relax. I'm free.
I wake up suddenly. Breathing hard, I run over what I just saw.
"God I thought these dreams would have ended by now."