I was 5, I watch my father hit and beat up my mother with no mercy he throws her on the floor not minding if she falls on thongs I was just little and I knew nothing, despite the fact that I was little I still felt my mother’s pain.I walked up to my mother were she was sited in tears I stretched out my little hands calling to her for a hug I muttered her name(mummy) with a creaking and sobbing voice she answered “yes my child” why does father hit you? it took long...