So I was going to just text someone this but honestly I knew said person would see this so here we are.

Today's storytime happened at around 7:02 PM on July 4th 2020. My dad was trying to lay on my bed but I didn't want him to, I walked off to grab something and he got onto it. Now I wanted to get revered for the time he shoved me against the wall into the small area between the bed and wall (hes done this three times prior but helped me out all times), so obviously I tried doing what he did and it didn't work.

He pushed me down into that small space and puts all my blankets and my pillow onto of me, I couldn't really move much. My arm were upwards, my legs were crunched up like in a ball position, my back and head were on the floor. I couldn't move much. My dad just kept saying it was my home now and kept pushing down the blanket, he at some point started punching my pinching my arm (which happened to be the same arm he punched a few times the night prior and earlier that day a few times) lucky due to him doing that I was able to move my arm.

I could move to were my legs were because I couldnt sit up or really move my legs, i couldnt move more towards where my head was because my night stand was there, and a certainly couldn't sit up and pull myself out. So i had to move every from under my bed with one arm (the one that had been punched), just to crawl out from under there. He punched my arm after I got from under the bed.

I know he did it as a joke but its horrible, he doesn't listen to me and the fact I would want him to stop. He keepe going and no matter what, he will never stop. My arm hurt when I just lightly breeze over it with my finger. Theres no bruise but still it hurts.

Now I must write Iruouma and like ten starters for no one to respond to－