2 headache

I use the corner of my clean apron to wipe my tears, I know if I go to the restroom I will end up staring in the mirror and seeing all my flaws my eyes are small, my face is chubby, my lips are too big, I have dark circles under my eyes from losing sleep for the past couple of months. every thing is ugly about me, I hate myself. I feel like I'm gonna cry again so I go into the walk in freezer to start my task. I have to open a new box full of already plucked chickens and I cut the head off using my big butcher knife that has Park Jimin engraved in the handle. I continue cutting the chickens into medium size pieces separating them into bowls depending on the part for example, the legs aka drumsticks go in one bowl, the feet in another, and the breast in one, you get the idea. I have to do this because we use almost all of a chicken except the head of course, and we use certain parts for certain dishes. we don't just serve chicken here but are different types of chicken are the main dishes and people love our chicken here.

       I finally finish cutting all of the chicken, I go to the sink to wash the blood off my knife after discarding my gloves that are also covered in blood. I see and hear movement on my right but i think nothing of it until i feel a very hard slap upside my head I could feel that my palm got cut because I was washing the blade of my sharp knife when this surprise attack happened. I drop the object in the sink hearing some loud clanging after wards. and I hold my hand to my chest as I hiss in pain. what happened? oh my sweet Jesus this stings! I look up to see who hit me and I turn pale "WHERE IS MY SOJU YOU WORTHLESS BRAT!" he says as he grabs my arm so I cant escape. "I KNOW YOU TOOK IT" he slaps me hard across the face and I fall to the ground hitting my head on the side of the sink.

       I see my mom coming into the room when I land on the floor and my hand pouring blood everywhere then darkness.