my experience and feelings

I am now 17 years old but when I was just 10 years old me and my sis make a big... The horrible miskate of my life, she was my cousin we are just like bsf one day she insist me to go out in our bicycle and roaming all the day in that time we doesn't have phone and the twist is I have most stricted and cruel parents not my mom she is not alive but my father fr.. let's foucs on story soo when my father know that we are not in home from 11pm and it's been 4 hours my father got angry like a physiothet and finding us every where he found us and beat me up because he is my father in that time I cryed not because I hurts me because my aunty my cousin sis mother save my cousin from his dad but me... And I also remember my father was not worried about my safety but he was worried about his image in society he thought I run from home with a boy but yeah it is hard truth even I am just 10 years old in that time the incident creat a unknown fear in me.. I feel something that I can't understand stand from that day I will never go out without family never hangout with friends I missed the joy... And from that day I am thinking it was my mistake but it was really my mistake??