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when i was in fourth grade i was doing homework and my dad was helping, and i was bitchin cuz he kept watchin the football game or something instead of paying attention and he got mad so i told him "your lucky im even doing this ****" so he throws me down and grabs my arm and swings me across the room, i was in my socks so i slid all the way across the room and smacked my head into the tv.
when ever i never woke up for school my dad would throw shoes at my head or flip my whole matress over while im still trying to sleep.
i never really talk to my dad disrespectful or openly about stuff so i avoid awkwardness and beat downs
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