What happened to my Mom??!!!

Have you seen the first fight between Paqcuiao and Morales?!!!...

I as well saw it.....

It was bloody isn't it?!!!!!!!!!

But would you believe me if I tell you that I saw my Mom as bloody as that?!!!

Really, I am not kidding!!!!!

Here is the story, continuation of “My Tragic Experience”, that triggered my anger for my Dad..

After I left Jhon Albert's house, i immediately went home to take a bath and at the same time prepare for the class. I saw blood stains in the floor. If you are to look at it, you would conclude that the blood was not just drops but it was really flows of blood from a big wound. I already knew it was from my Mom.

To restrain my self from worrying because i have a test to take up, I did not bother to think deeper about what happened that night. After I took a bath and I dressed up, i immediately went to our school to take the Periodical Exams.

After the test, I asked my friends to go out and go to Ayala to hang out. So we went there. Unfortunately, our favorite area, the Lagoon, was closed because there was a party going on that time so we decided to go home immediately. As much as I wanted to stop my friends from going home yet, I was not successful. They already want to go home. Inside me was the tension brought by a problematic situation at home. I know my Mom was not there anymore. She walked away after being buttered by my dad. Of course, I was afraid that when I go home, my fathers anger might be transferred to me. But I've got no no other choice but to go home that time.

When I reached home, the house was very silent, as if there were no one in there. But I knew my dad was home because his car was there. I immediately went to our house instead of going to our store because I have this very strong feeling that my dad was in there.

Inside our house was my sister. I saw her crying but she immediately wiped her tears and pretended as if she's alright. I asked her where Jamra, our youngest sister was. She said my Mom fetched her and brought her clothes with her.

Suddenly, we heard someone knocking at our store's door. Someone was calling for my Dad's name. When I peeked through the window, I saw three policemen. So I immediately went out to assist what them. Before I could ask them, my father suddenly came out of the store and without a word went together with the policemen. There i saw my Mom crying with a mixture of tears and BLOOD from her eyes and from her wounds. My heart began to melt as I saw mt Mom. My tears fell down and then I ran towards my Mom then I gave her a huge hug. I could really see how her face was damaged and ruined. Nothing I cant do but cry.

I helped my Mom bring back her things inside our house. In her bag were picture, her pictures taken from the DSWD office. I saw how her face was covered with BLOOD!!!!!!!!!!The only visible part of her face were her eyes. I dropped the things and began to weep helplessly.

My dad was detained in the prison, at Camp Sotero Cabahug at Gorordo Avenue Cebu City, for four days and was released on the fifth.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now, what can you say about my experience???

Huh???!!!!!!!!!

Comment Please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Your comments will surely help me!!!!.....