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My Father seems like he is thinking, what to do? "Dad, come on." "We need to call 911," I said, tearing up. "I said No," Father said. "You know this wouldn't happen if you didn't come into my room."

"Mom is hurt because of you, not me, you," said Father. He seems angry and clinches the shotgun in his hands. His Icy stare bored into me, making it hard not to back away. "Mom doesn't LOVE YOU," I said, tears falling down my face. "You are not good to her or us."

"you're a horrific father, and you're a monstrous MEN," I said, crying out. "I wish you were dead," I yelled out, crying. Then Everything went black, and I heard my Mother's voice, and then I heard five gunshots. Suddenly I felt aching pain on the lower left side of my stomach. "WHAT IS GOING ON."