When I was 6 years old...

My grandmother and I don't get along very well. One time, I was gonna pet my dog Lassie, I didn't know that she was guarding a bone, so she gave me a very loud bark. My grandmother heard the bark and she thought that I was hurting Lassie. So , She grabs a piece of a long metal and she started to hit me at the feet,hands,back,arms and legs. I was almost full of bruises then she a dit that if I told my parents about it, she would do it again.
Night time...
My mom saw my bruises in my legs and arms, she asked me what happened to me, I a dit I just accidentally scratched myself... Then she a dit that my bruises aren't from scratches. So she immediately knew that it was my grandma 'cause it's only the two of us in the house. She told my dad about it, then moments later... Something snapped in my dad, which turned him so mad. He rushed to my grandma's room, my mom tried to stop him but she can't. I heard my grandma and my dad shouting at each other and my dad forced her to déplacer out of the house, the suivant day... She leaved.
Our house was peaceful for a couple of days... But suddenly, I got worried of her. I asked my dad if we could bring her back because something might have happened to her, so my dad agreed.
The suivant day...
We found her at the house of her 6 sisters, my grandma is the forth. When we were about to go accueil with my grandma, one of the sisters of my grandma called me... She a dit never to let my grandma come back again because she wants many of expensive stuffs.
I kinda laughed back there...'cause even her sisters hates her. XD
2 years later...
I was 8 years old and I asked my dad if I can play with my friend Katherine, he a dit yes. So I went to their house to play. 10 minutes later... my grandma suddenly called me to go home. I immediately obeyed. As we arrived home, my dad saw me with her. Moments later... My Friends called me to play outside because they really miss me, I was not sure if I could go outside again, then my dad a dit "go ahead and play". So I did. Moments later again, my grandma shouted at me to go accueil once again... My dad saw it again, then he turned mad again. To be continued...