Your parents weren’t the nicest, your mother was always on drugs or alcohol and your dad was physically and verbally abusive. You had grown up thinking that it was normal to live that way and you thought it was just how parents were. You had bruises and other marks but it didn’t faze you at all.

It felt like a normal day, until you heard screaming and yelling from downstairs. You hid in the closet in your parent’s bedroom as the sound of loud bangs echoed through the house and almost shook the walls. You were only a kid so you were far too young to understand what was going on, but when it was completely silent you stayed in the closet.

Footsteps creaked up toward your parent’s bedroom and you could hear rummaging and frantic sounds like someone or multiple people were searching for something. Soon the closet door swung open and you were met with 3-4 armed men in dark black suits and masks. The looks on their faces were pure shock and concern when they saw you.

You were too young to understand that your dad was part of a dangerous mafia group and he had gotten involved with the wrong people. Now these men were from a different mafia group and were enemies with your dad. You were way too young to be involved in this.