The Lost Monster

So,it all began when my dad met my mother. I don't even know their 'love story' properly but, let me see. My dad apparently is a play boy. He literally has dozens(I meant millions) of girlfriends. He had met my mom at school, and he asked my mom's dad for marriage. I cannot still believe that my grandfather literally let his daughter get married to this person. I know I wouldn't have allowed this marriage, anyways so I apparently am the second borned child(I wish I had came first but luck isn't on my side) My brother is the first born, and me, second. Lastly my sister, who was really stupid to come out last was born. I was born on 8th of November (2005), so on and on. My parents moved to another town, bought a land, bought a house, opened a shop and BOOM! They got settled. My father was that kind of person (again) a drinker, and not even a good one. I weirdly still remember him calling mom to come pick him up at the main road which was quite the hike down from where we lived. She had to carry him up and was always tired to the bone. No matter how good my mom was, my dad used to always physically assult my mom. What was I doing? Why didn't I stop them? Do you really expect a 5 year old to be able to stop such a thing? I don't even know why in the world he slapped her like as if she was nothing to him. This all came to an end when my mom said she was going to leave us. She came home with a big man to take her stuff and leave this hell hole. I feel sorry for my brother because he begged my mom to stay. I still remember him crying and holding her suitcase,my sister and I were too young to know what was happening. But when I recall it now, it was the most heartbreaking event of any of our lives. I remember waiting by the side of the road for mom to return. 'When that part of the mountain gets dark, my mom will be back home.' I told myself, I waited and waited but she never came. As far as I remember, after that many things happened but let me tell it to you that in a more detailed of a story....