My story starts on a dark, stormy night (so cliche, I know) while I was visiting Florida. My parents were taking me down there to go to Disney and visit my grandma. This was shortly after the death of my grandfather. My mom 's brother also lived with them and he was an avid gun owner. My mother has never liked guns and as we were visiting the house, she requested the keys …show more content…
I remember stumbling to the car clutching my teddy bear in the darkness thinking I was going to die; thinking that I was going to be sucked up into the sky and ripped into a million pieces. I remember asking my mom consistently what was going on but she wouldn 't respond, she drove in an absolute panic around the streets going much faster than the speed limit and running many stop signs. I remember pulling into a hotel my parents got out of the car my dad ran inside booked us a room then …show more content…
I remember him coming into the room absolutely drenched in seeing the looks on their faces. They explain to me what was going on and I remember shuttering wondering if when we came home, he was going to be waiting there if he was going to kill us. I remember trying to get to sleep, I was thinking about him burst into the room with a gun. My father 's sat in an armchair that night watching the door guarding us. And as the details unfolded I learned that he had gone