My Father Tried to Strangle Me

It was just another day like any other when my father was angry. Almost every day his face would turn bright red and the veins in his neck would protrude as he yelled for me to go to my room and told me I was punished. I don’t remember what led to his agitation this time, but he ran after me into my room, using my body to shut the door behind him. He placed both hands around my neck and said, “I’m going to kill you, Danna.” Thankfully…