<p>Sorry if this sounds like one of those "provocative" stories out of some trashy novel.</p>
<p>I'm a 16 year old senior who has had to put up with an aggressive brute of a dad for a long time. It's literally a tyranny - if I do something that doesn't please him, he'll hit me errantly. Whenever he's in a bad mood, my brothers and I recieve the backlash of his anger. I've considered it normal, since my family isn't from the US, so their behavior is relatively archiac. I've put up with the belittlement and hittings for so long, and the only thing that's kept me from NOT being a screw ball is that I interact with a lot of people outside of my house. So, it really doesn't phase me... which is pretty weird. He's even threatened to kill me on NUMEROUS occasions.</p>
<p>See, since I'm unphased, I think of my situation from I guess, a shrewd perspective. Sure, I could've gone to the police a while ago, but I've been patiently waiting for the day I can leave for college, and that ALONE has made me put up with all the things I've had to. I've tried to make as little contact as possible with my father at home, so that he'd possibly just ignore me, but pay for my college education. But the flux of my emotions just can't be held in for much longer.</p>
<p>What sucks is that he gets angry over the most trivial things and I really suspect he has mental problems...</p>
<p>My room has no air conditioning/fan, so when I went to sleep last night, I woke up at about 3 AM, hot and with these itchy bumps all over me. Since my room is next to the living room, my only option was to turn on the air conditioning there in hopes that my room would be ventilated. An hour later, I'm still hot and unable to sleep. As previously stated, my dad will get mad over ANYTHING. If I were to take my blanket and sleep in the living room, he would complain about that, and possibly hit me to wake me up. His logic is that if I have a room, I should just stay there. With my body itching and basically feeling like crap, I went into his room, which he shares with my mom at about 4:30 AM, tap him and ask if I can sleep in the living room. Mind you, this is all in the dark. He said, "Yes, do not wake me up again." Everything seems fine, right? That's what I thought...</p>
<p>At about 10 AM today, I wake up, say my obligatory "good morning" to my father in our language, and shower. When I come out, I frying eggs on the the stove. To my disbelief, my father comes into the kitchen and SAYS, "If you come into my room again at night, I will kill you." I'm just in disbelief and try REPEATEDLY to tell him that I simply tapped him to sleep in living room, because I knew if I didn't get his consent, I would get into trouble. Then he starts going into a rant about how I don't think, and how no one would go into their parents room at night. I kept trying to explain to him that I just went to ask a mere question when, I swear to God, he tells me this:</p>
<p>" Do you want to go to bed with your mother? "</p>
<p>WHAT THE *<strong><em>! Seriously, I've never been outraged in my life. I started yelling, "What the hell?! Why would you say something like that?" He then, hit me on the arm, and the egg I had flew to the floor. Holding my neck, he put me against the counter and took the VERY frying pan I had and took it into his hand, about to hit me with it, I guess. I held the wrist that had the frying pan on it, and when I looked him in the eye, I told him: "You know that I try everyday not to talk to you; I don't want to talk to you. You say that I get you mad, but I try everyday to say as little to you as possible." After more back and forth, he made me clean up the egg yolk that was on the floor. I did that, and went to my room and just sat by my desk. He then stormed into the room and told me to put my clothes on and get out. I didn't really care, so I put my clothes on, and he told me to give him the keys to the house. I gave them to him, but I wanted to put some books into my bag, to which he yells "Leave that here." At that moment, I burst, and told him that "I can never have an intelligent conversation with you. Everything I say, you either twist, or just use to try and hit me." With nothing in my pockets, I just left the house. Right now, I'm at school, typing this up. I WANT to go to college, that's the only reason I'm still at my house. But right now, I don't feel like going home... ever. I'm considering going to the police, and that's what I very well might do, but I want to know exactly what might happen. More than anything, I'm focused on taking the October SAT's, so I can get a good score and get the *</em></strong> out of my house. My two brothers are still at home, but to be frank, I'm not close to anyone there. This brings me to my main question: Should I go to the police? I do not want to go home...</p>