So here is how it goes.

Eariler today, my dad said that he was going to leave for an hour to go get fireworks and stuff for tomorrow. He is gone for three, and we just suppose that he is having a rough time at the store. But then he comes home and sends me and my siblings to the basement.

He then proceeds to start screaming at my mom, again, and then storms around upstairs. He goes to get his stuff, some clothes and some wine. He then comes downstairs.

He tells all of us that he is leaving. He hates my mom, and cannot stand to live with her anymore. So he just leaves.

I doubt i will ever see him again.

So did anyone else have a good day? Because I sure as hell didnt.

Edit: I probably didnt explain this properly.

He took the wine so my mom couldnt have it. He is not a drunk, and only drinks in moderation.

This fighting has been going on for a long time, and I think it just reaches its climax today.