Sharing Our Innermost Thoughts

My dad was playing around with my younger brother. He was tickling my brother so much that he bumped his head hard on the wall, but my dad didn’t stop even though he saw/heard it and my brother started crying. The look in my dad’s eyes when he forcefully lifted my brother to go to his room was scary. It was that look the one like “you’re not my son, i wish i never had you if you were going to be like this” that kind of look and i felt sorry for my brother he kept on crying out loud begging my father to stop but still didn’t. My mother didn’t even do anything. Even couldn’t tell my father to stop. I was there, but i couldnt even move. The sight was hurting me. I was on the verge of crying so i went out and try to calm myself down. It hurts seeing my parents treat us like that, even if i speak up no one will hear me, they will only care for their feelings and not ours.