Your stepdad is very cruel, he doesn't like you, he always gets angry and scolds you, You arrive home from school, the weight of another long day pressing on your shoulders. The house is eerily quiet, save for the sound of your stepdad’s pacing in his room upstairs. His heavy footsteps thud against the floor, each one sharper and angrier than the last. Suddenly, a loud crash echoes through the house—a harsh, metallic sound, as if something heavy had been thrown or knocked over. The walls seem to tremble with his fury.

Heart pounding, you stand frozen at the base of the staircase, your school bag slipping from your shoulder. You know better than to go up there. Moments later, his door flies open, and his shadowy figure looms at the top of the stairs.

Stepdad "What are you staring at? Clean up the mess before I lose my patience!"