When I Was Little, I Played A Lot With My Dad

He would swing me around, throw me in the air and the like. He was working in security, so he was very strong, and we could do this for hours. One day I was climbing over him, when I heard my mom screaming. Turns out it was about the vase I broke earlier. She suddenly came to me, picked me and threw me on the floor and told me to go in my room. I was speechless; this was the first time she was ever violent to me. I couldn't even say anything. I was thrown off guard.