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My brother is 9 and I'm 12
Today my parents got mad at my brother for not being caught up on his Kumon(Kumon is extra homework to make you smarter). While my dad was talking to him, he started to walk away and my dad was shouting at him to stop walking away from him. Every time my brother started to talk to my dad would interrupt him with even more shouting, and he didn't stop until he came back over. When he did and my brother finally got the chance to explain what he was doing, my dad kept on acting as if what my brother was doing was not important. My brother, who just wanted to see my dad care about what he was going to do keep on trying to defend what he was doing until my dad finally told him he didn't care about what he did. This happens all the time, sometimes my dad calls my brother a nuisance, or annoying. I used to try and defend my brother telling my dad that he shouldn't insult him cause it didn't make him feel good, and he would say things like that's nonsense, If he is being annoyed I'm going to call him annoying, or if he's being stupid I'm going to call him stupid. I would keep on arguing with him and not only would he say things like If he is being annoyed I'm going to call him annoying he would also tell me it was the nonsense they were teaching me at school, or I was being a sissy.
Sometimes my parents spank my brother or slap me. I would explain to them that what they were doing to him wasn't working, and they were only making scared of him or showing him that violence is a solution, I would also explain to them how It can harm his mental health and cause permanent brain damage. And like always the wouldn't believe me. My dad would say something like what I was saying was complete nonsense, or that I should shut up. This really hurt me and this one time he told me that I didn't know how to do anything. Which I still cry about now every time I think about it. After him not believing me I sent him pictures of the articles I had read from the Cleveland Clinic, and he also started calling it nonsense. My parents won't believe a thing I say about the way they're raising me. After every time I argue with my dad my mom tells me how rude I was being to him, she doesn't tell me that I have a point to what I'm saying, she just tells me I'm rude and every single time I think so If my dad shouts at me I don't get to shout back. This is so hypocritical because when my mom with my dad she shouts at him too. It's not the only hypocritical thing they do this one time my brother was complaining about being tired, and under his breath and she said that he was doing it because of me when I wasn't even doing anything, and then later that day my brother told my mom that she was being exactly like my staying alone in my all day, and not talking to anybody when she was the one that said that to me. The other day, I slapped my brother on the head, and he told me and my mom told me to not slap anyone on the head because it's not nice. When she slaps my brother and me on the head and even face whenever she angry out us.
Sometimes I think my parents spank us more out of anger than trying to teach a lesson, this one Time I was defending my brother because my dad was holding a wooden stick to my brother and he was acting scared. So I told my dad hat he was scaring him, and my dad turned from my brother and shouted at me don't talk to me like that, are you ok?, like I was mental in the head or something., and I by this point was so tired of being treated that way, and always told that what I was saying had no meaning, and being threatened to be slapped. So I shouted back, I'M FINE. he started coming towards me reading to slap, and I block my head with my arms to protect his face, and he kept on talking about how I should never talk to him while he tried to find a way to slap my face and then he started to slap my arms, and then he would pause to say never talk to me like that again and then he would slap me again, and even harder than the time before. When he slapped me I didn't have any bruises or anything, but I've never had bruises before. I'm black so I don't know whether or not it's possible. But ever since that happened I've let my parents treat my brother and me however they want, and I try to avoid talking to them. And I spend a lot of my time locked up in my room by myself. and I honestly can't wait to leave and never contact them again. I'm sorry if there os bad grammar or typos. I don't want my parents to see I'm doing this
Today my parents got mad at my brother for not being caught up on his Kumon(Kumon is extra homework to make you smarter). While my dad was talking to him, he started to walk away and my dad was shouting at him to stop walking away from him. Every time my brother started to talk to my dad would interrupt him with even more shouting, and he didn't stop until he came back over. When he did and my brother finally got the chance to explain what he was doing, my dad kept on acting as if what my brother was doing was not important. My brother, who just wanted to see my dad care about what he was going to do keep on trying to defend what he was doing until my dad finally told him he didn't care about what he did. This happens all the time, sometimes my dad calls my brother a nuisance, or annoying. I used to try and defend my brother telling my dad that he shouldn't insult him cause it didn't make him feel good, and he would say things like that's nonsense, If he is being annoyed I'm going to call him annoying, or if he's being stupid I'm going to call him stupid. I would keep on arguing with him and not only would he say things like If he is being annoyed I'm going to call him annoying he would also tell me it was the nonsense they were teaching me at school, or I was being a sissy.
Sometimes my parents spank my brother or slap me. I would explain to them that what they were doing to him wasn't working, and they were only making scared of him or showing him that violence is a solution, I would also explain to them how It can harm his mental health and cause permanent brain damage. And like always the wouldn't believe me. My dad would say something like what I was saying was complete nonsense, or that I should shut up. This really hurt me and this one time he told me that I didn't know how to do anything. Which I still cry about now every time I think about it. After him not believing me I sent him pictures of the articles I had read from the Cleveland Clinic, and he also started calling it nonsense. My parents won't believe a thing I say about the way they're raising me. After every time I argue with my dad my mom tells me how rude I was being to him, she doesn't tell me that I have a point to what I'm saying, she just tells me I'm rude and every single time I think so If my dad shouts at me I don't get to shout back. This is so hypocritical because when my mom with my dad she shouts at him too. It's not the only hypocritical thing they do this one time my brother was complaining about being tired, and under his breath and she said that he was doing it because of me when I wasn't even doing anything, and then later that day my brother told my mom that she was being exactly like my staying alone in my all day, and not talking to anybody when she was the one that said that to me. The other day, I slapped my brother on the head, and he told me and my mom told me to not slap anyone on the head because it's not nice. When she slaps my brother and me on the head and even face whenever she angry out us.
Sometimes I think my parents spank us more out of anger than trying to teach a lesson, this one Time I was defending my brother because my dad was holding a wooden stick to my brother and he was acting scared. So I told my dad hat he was scaring him, and my dad turned from my brother and shouted at me don't talk to me like that, are you ok?, like I was mental in the head or something., and I by this point was so tired of being treated that way, and always told that what I was saying had no meaning, and being threatened to be slapped. So I shouted back, I'M FINE. he started coming towards me reading to slap, and I block my head with my arms to protect his face, and he kept on talking about how I should never talk to him while he tried to find a way to slap my face and then he started to slap my arms, and then he would pause to say never talk to me like that again and then he would slap me again, and even harder than the time before. When he slapped me I didn't have any bruises or anything, but I've never had bruises before. I'm black so I don't know whether or not it's possible. But ever since that happened I've let my parents treat my brother and me however they want, and I try to avoid talking to them. And I spend a lot of my time locked up in my room by myself. and I honestly can't wait to leave and never contact them again. I'm sorry if there os bad grammar or typos. I don't want my parents to see I'm doing this
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