Life of Rozyag

You see that the few belongings that were in the house have now all been destroyed by your brute of a father.
"Damn he can handle that baseball bat well"
You are slightly aroused by what you see and consider being friendlier to your dad for a change. As that thought enters your mind you also remember how he broke your phone like a poptart and a fiery rage engulfs your entire body, you feel a rage like none that you had ever felt before.
"Today is the day, maybe, just maybe, I can stand up for myself"