Check out my brand new story on Wattpad called:
There's Something Wrong With Dad
My father has a tattoo that runs from his shoulder to his elbow on his right side; I never thought anything about it. He works, leaves for weeks at a time but comes back with pockets filled with money and bags filled with gold that he auctions off for thousands. I don't know what he does, but I never thought anything about it because he was able to sustain a suitable lifestyle for us. He had moments of anger yes, but he never abused us; he was a loving father. Even after the death of my mother, his caring character helped us move forward, and his idea of moving to a new hometown was for the best of our sanity. However, I could not help but notice the cold poisonous stare he would often give to my sister, and his brief moments of violence that he had trouble controlling. When I watched him beat a robber to an unidentifiable creature, grabbing his gun and continuously shooting him until there was nothing more than brain residue splattered all over the floor, those words in red flashed across my mind; There's something wrong with dad. I love him so much, but I can't help to think that he had something to do with the death of my mother. And I'm scared he's going to do it again. But to one of us.
Here's the link:
https://www.wattpad.com/story/73365844-there%27s-something-wrong-with-dad
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