Hiding away creating a river

He wont stop shouting and swearing.

Apparently it is all my fault - or at least that is what my mum says.

I'm hiding in the cupboard in my own house crying my eyes out.

They know how much shouting and arguing upsets me. They know that is scares me.

Finally the shouting dies down. I work up the courage to come out of the cupboard.

Greeted by my mother shouting in my face telling me it is my fault. That I was "winding him up".

I really don't see how I was. I didn't say anything.

I don't understand. And that upsets me almost as much as the shouting.