I proceeded to get out of my queen size bed to go get a bottle of water. My throat felt like a desert; no more late night karaoke for a while. My mom kept trying to over power my dad with shouting louder. I passed by my brother's room and then the dim lit bathroom. When my dad caught a glance of me and made eye contact, he stopped speaking. He really thinks that I just didn't hear all of the unnecessary yelling. I am not a child. You'd be surprised at the things I know. Then he made this weird face to my mom. I guess to signal her to stopping rambling because she definitely shut the hell up with her nagging. I walked passed them both, who're by the table that's close to the snack stand, and went to the fridge. I got my bottled water and the rest of the green grapes. Mom said, "good night sweetie, and sweet dreams". Dad just stood there and nodded in agreement with mom. I did a thumbs up and said likewise, which was more directed to mom and then I left the kitchen. Once I was up the stairs, I overheard some really hurtful words like 'it's all of your fault' and 'I knew I should've left when I had the chance'. 

   Look, I know our family is NOT perfect, but why would you want to leave us, want to leave me.....mom? 

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                                                                                               Written by Janyla Allen