hi my name is Eboni and i want to share with you what it is like with an abusive father now i am only eleven but befor i was only six...when i was born my father started to do do drugs like crack, marijuana,coke,meth,and more.that is when he came down with this disease ...that i cant remember the name of.he started abusing my mother because she didnt have enough moner for alcohol and drugs..when we had money he took it and bought beer..he was taking food out of our stomach and we NEVER had any clean clothes.every night i saw my mom coming back from work in 3:00 clock in the morning tired and brused up because of his stupid punk self.one night the were arguing like usual but it was getting really tense he was going to KILL my mother that night. my big bro ran in the kitchen grabbed a huge knife and started flinching at my dad to go away.but my dad got too close and ended his life. letting two six year olds see him die. my mom was yelling at him to get up but this time it wasn't a joke.we rushed him too the emergency room my grandfather holding my mother.they said he was okay ,but why did we come to his funeral.none of us shedded a teardrop.we were silent .... but still in time. we were thinking were FREE YES WE CAN LAUGH AGAIN. but in my mind i was still sobbing.after that my mom met my awesome step father he is soooo nice. we were tramatized but we got through it with therapy.my bro blames himself still to this day..but he's okay. i want to share this you because i want you to see that you guys cant fight your guys problem with courage and hope. if i can do it so can YOU!!!!!!! that you listeners i wish you luck and happiness.