Have you ever read the series of books called " Flowers in the Attic"?
My father was a Marine.. actualy had had been a military police officer if we are to believe what he told us growing up.. he had been discharged after a fall and a blow to the head...
He was a narcistic personality too and he fabricated alot of stories to boost his own importance so much of what he told us is questionable. with that said.. the rest of the story..
Dad had a thing about his " white glove" inspection where he would go around and wipe stuff you had cleaned with one white gloved finger... and it didn't matter if he got any dust or dirt because he always made it be redone...the toilet cleaned over.. the shelf re dusted... nothing was EVER right enough for him.
we had to scrub the kitchen floor with toothbrushes the way they did in boot camp for punishment.. and he would walk on the part already done and say..? You call that clean" No, he didn't say..he screamed...
he liked to wake us up banging a spoon on a trash can lid (metal) to wake us up in the weehours of morning .. line us up to stand attention and then he would drill us abotu some alleged crime he thought one of uis had committed.. and the whole while, we are sleep-dazed and going to school in a few hours..
He liked to make us do things like hold a stack of books out to the side until our hands and arms were numb. If you dropped them before he said you could you got some kind of punishment. He played mind games alot and he controlled everything we did.
He was an alcoholic and very unpredictable. this is just a FEW things he enjoyed doing to his 4 children.I'll share more later... just wanted to get that out there.Thanks!
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