300 word story final

Dad, why didn't you do anything to stop Mother from killing you? Why Dad, Why didn't you
think of your only daughter? I pray everyday, wishing you were still here. It was like any other day:Mom came home drunk. She screamed at me for no reason, and then she hit me until I can no longer stand. After a while lying on the floor she sent me to my room. I cried all night and prayed in my room wishing this was just another dream. But this wasn't like the other days; you came home from work and went straight to my room. You noticed I was crying we started to talk about my mother.

''You have to understand her,'' you said. I think you were trying to tell me my mother has mental problems.

''Steve.'' yelled my mother. You went down stairs.

'' What's the matter?'' you said. ''you bastard, why are you cheating on me?'' screamed my mother. She leaned down on her knees and started to cry.

As you tried to pick her up she reached into her pockets and pulled out a knife. She stabbed you three times. I heard my mother yelling for help. I ran down stairs to you.

''You're going to be alright.'' I said.

I called the ambulance. It seemed to take forever for it to arrive. You passed away during that time.

''Love you'' were your last words. The cops saw my mom holding the knife with her bloody hand.
Without a doubt they took her away. That was the last time I ever wanted to know about her or even see her. I love you dad and I will never forget you.