I Remember

I was talking to my grandmother on the phone last night. We were talking about my graduation party. I mentioned to her that my father wasnt invited. She asked me "Why isnt he invited, do you even remember what it is about him that you hate so much?" and I simply replied "I remember."
I remember I was thirteen years old.
I remember I was washing dishes.
I remember my father fighting with his wife in the bathroom.
I remember it suddenly going quiet.
I remeber hearing the dish rag scrubbing against the plate I was washing.
I remember my father saying my name.
I remember turning around and facing him.
I remember him yelling at me.
I remember the smell of beer and cigarettes on his breath.
I remember his voice scaring me so bad that I dropped the plate.
I remember him yelling at me for dropping the plate.
I remember him grabbing my arm and dragging me to him.
I remember the glaze over his eyes.
I remember him taking hold of a clump of my hair and wretching me backwards.
I remember my head hitting the fridge.
I remember my teeth clenching together.
I remember biting my tounge.
I remember the look of total satisfaction in my fathers eyes.
I remember the words he said to me " Completely useless is what you are!"
I remember him walking away without a backward glance.
Thats....what I remember......