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last night we were watching TV in the living room and then my papa jon asked for the remote because he wanted to watch the news so instead of giving it to him I decided to change it myself but he got mad (?) so he got up and I was trying to hand it to him when he started pulling at me and scratching/hitting me and then he yanked me by the feet so my grandma got up and tried to get him away then he hit her to the floor and I screamed and then called my sister and then my grandma started yelling at me and blaming me for all that mess...then I went away and cried myself to sleep...
how wonderful?
well...I went outside today and found my cat...he's a OK..
I fed him salmon (a little treat after the storm calmed down because I suppose it was in the eye of the hurricane)
tod is good...I made fajitas for dinner so I'm good for a bit..and uncle jon is here so papa john isn't really starting any shit. at the moment
although about 10 mins. ago I was watching TV in my grandma's room and she asked me to change it for her but I knew my papa john would get mad if he came back in and I had changed it eventhough that is what grammy told me to do..then she just said she would deal with it so I changed it for her then guess what happens?
Yup..he walks in and starts yelling at me for changing it and then picks me up and then I jumped away from him and he tried to hit me and then slammed the bedroom door open and starts pushing me out of it and the whole time my grandma is just....sitting there watching the whole damn thing...
so I called him an asshole.
I hate hate hate him. He is so controlling and he thinks that since God made him a man that he has control over everything in the house. I know that is what he thinks because tha's what he said last night...
so much more happened last night but I am getting sick of typing it.
I don't want me or anyone else feeling pity.
how wonderful?
well...I went outside today and found my cat...he's a OK..
I fed him salmon (a little treat after the storm calmed down because I suppose it was in the eye of the hurricane)
tod is good...I made fajitas for dinner so I'm good for a bit..and uncle jon is here so papa john isn't really starting any shit. at the moment
although about 10 mins. ago I was watching TV in my grandma's room and she asked me to change it for her but I knew my papa john would get mad if he came back in and I had changed it eventhough that is what grammy told me to do..then she just said she would deal with it so I changed it for her then guess what happens?
Yup..he walks in and starts yelling at me for changing it and then picks me up and then I jumped away from him and he tried to hit me and then slammed the bedroom door open and starts pushing me out of it and the whole time my grandma is just....sitting there watching the whole damn thing...
so I called him an asshole.
I hate hate hate him. He is so controlling and he thinks that since God made him a man that he has control over everything in the house. I know that is what he thinks because tha's what he said last night...
so much more happened last night but I am getting sick of typing it.
I don't want me or anyone else feeling pity.