This story Takes place in Bronx Ny it happened around at 8:00 pm. what happened was me and my father loved watching WWE with each other and we loved watching it ever since we first got into it. me and my father used to play fight alot but it seemed like this time all of this had changed in an instant when this incident had occurred. It happened while we were watching a WWE Pay Per View and it was real fun to watch and it was actually pretty addicting at the time  I was watching it.
What happened was while i was watching this Pay Per View i was pretty focused of the whole action that was happening. but i kept on hearing a noise behind me while i was watching my Pay Per View. I tried to ignore the sounds but it was getting too distracting so after a break was happening between the fights i looked behind me to see what was happening. then when i was looking behind me i see my Father yelling because he supposedly saying that seeing the fight in WWE is getting him riled up and wants to play fight with me.
   So I responded with nah im watching this maybe after it ends we could play a little. my father was keep on shouting and being rowdy and etc. there came into one point where he was keep on  shouting and he was hitting me playfully on the head but it was getting really really annoying. so snapped at him saying stop it im trying to watch the Pay Per View Dad!!
He didn’t stop, he started getting up and hitting me on the head playfully it was kinda of funny but then he went too far. he grabbed me from behind picked me up and he did John Cenas Signature move that he always does in WWE. then he continued from there by doing all sorts of wrestling moves that i didn't want him to do on me but he did it anyway and he didn't care at all. then he did one move that would permanently change my mood from that point on and would physically hurt me for months.
So what happened was he kept on doing signature moves that wrestlers would do in matches very often. I really don't remember if he was drunk or he was just really hyper and just wanted to play around but all I know was that he was playing too much and he would not stop until this supposed accident happened to me. well what happened was he was trying to do a submission hold that i forgot the wrestlers name but he was famous during the early 2000s but anyway back to the point, he tried to do a submission hold that required you to be light very very light but my father he was not light at all he was like 300 pounds of Pizza and Rice. so he went to try and do the submission hold he got it right but he lost his balance and fell on my arm.
Ok let me tell you that this was the worst pain i ever felt in my life when he fell on my arm he accidently dislocated it and as soon as i felt him land on my arm i Screamed really loud and my mom came running in and starting yelling What Happened, What Happened!?!?! Then my father started to make excuses to hide what he had really done but my mom eventually found out later on. My mom found out because when i went to the hospital and she was there with me i told her everything that happened and she got really really mad and at that point she called my grandpa and my grandpa loves me to death, I consider him my second father because he really cared for me and did everything he could to make me happy. so when my grandpa heard what happened he got dressed and started heading to the Bronx lebanon hospital where i was medicated and treated for my injuries and that was the same hospital that i was born in.
So then when My grandpa and my Uncle came to see me and hear what i had to say i told them everything that happened and they were very angry and wanted to see my father so that they could let him have it but i was trying to calm them down and trying to convince them that it was an accident but they really didn't care he messed up to much in the past and now this happens thats what my grandpa said and my mom and my uncle agreed with what he said so later on that night my father came and he was right outside trying to get in but before he had a chance to come in my grandpa went all the way outside to talk to him in private and all i heard outside of the window was my grandpa yelling really loud and made my father cry lol, but besides that when he was finished he came with my father up all the way to the 14th floor in the elevator. when my father came in everything got sooo quiet so fast in the room it was kinda creepy so when he was talking to me and saying how he is very sorry about what happened he really didn't mean for that to happen everyone wasn't buying his bullshit so after he finished saying what he had to say everyone got on him saying how could you do this what type of father are you?!?! He started saying excuses that really wasn't all that great and he was trying to convince them that he was really sorry and he wouldn't do it again but my mom especially wasn't buying it he did things similar to this too much so she would never believe him anymore.so then i was there listening to everything but when my father was talking it sounded like he really didnt care and he wasnt sorry at all so my uncle started hearing all this and he was saying that it seemed like he really didnt care and it didnt seem like he wasnt sorry at all then my father replied that he was really sorry and he did care about what happened but my uncle started bringin g up some points that made my father rethink if he really did care or not so my father came up with an idea saying that he would leave us alone for a while until things got really better and he told my mom to call him when everything gets better so that he can come back but after that he never really did come back he just started forgetting about us and meeting other women then when this started happening my mom found out that he was cheating on my mom while i was recovering then when she found out she made up her mind and said she wanted to get a divorce because all the things he has done was unforgivable and she would never forgive him at all then i heard the news and was heart broken that my father turned out to be the worst father ever and he would never try and fix things because the damage has been done to us and especially me and he would never forget the day that started all of this. This has been my story and all of this is actually happened and was a tragic time for me and my family but we stood together and we dealt with it and we grew stronger as a family and bonded more overtime this has been my story hoped you liked it.