My past (Trigger alert)

When I was four, my parents were happy and I was healthy. Once my fifth birthday rolled around, I had been shot and my parents hated eachother. It started when my mom started to hang out with this guy. (We shall call him eric) well dad was OK with it at first but, then he started realizing that it was more than a friendship. When my dad came and confronted my mom about it, Eric was highly offended. Offense turned into anger. One thing led to the other and the first lunch was thrown. At me. Then the second punch was thrown. At mom. Then dad threw a punch, at Eric. Eric was RAGING by then and after one punch was taken, he pulled out a gun. One shot hit the wall, and one shot hit my stomach. The fight instantly ended and I was rushed to the children's hospital. Everyone might ask how I remember all of this but it's easy to remember something like that happen to you being so confused and scared at the same time. 😭