It was not the first time but that day was the worst..

When I was 13, my father punched me in the face plenty of times, I remember bleeding all over, I couldn't recognise myself in the mirror, he chased me, came for me, and hit me harder until I fell on the floor, I remember hearing my mother saying that it was well done for me, that I was a bad child and it was all deserved, they threatened me not to call the police so I didn't, I just got on the couch and tried to look out videos on YouTube on how to stop bleeding, I would never forget that feeling, it was like my lips were getting emptied from what's inside. Everyone was asking me at school what happened, I told them that i fell in the stairs. 

Now here's the problem, after that, my life was never the same, I have severe anxiety, especially when there are adults around (guys), they look so tall, so strong, so dominant, it's like they will kidnap me then they will kill me. I can't handle it anymore, I feel like shit in school, even tho I have good grades, it doesn't matter, teachers are all men, we are living in a world where girls and children are targets, and I can't stand being a target anymore..