The story between my step father Y and I-----8

That day was so long, I don't remember how it passed. The sound of the clock was so clear. I remembered the rhythm of the second hand, and can accurately recite for one minute, two minutes, and three minutes. I spend time to calm myself down, I want to cry because of fear but I can’t. I tell myself I need to come down. I tell myself again and again in my heart, at the end I finally can't stand the quietness of the house, I decide to go out for a walk. During the New Year the street is kind of empty, almost no people and cars in the night time.
I bought myself a big bag of popcorn and ate it while walking. Because too cold my fingers start to feel hurt and then numb, but I still stuffed my mouth with popcorn.