Chapter 282

It was happening again.

The yelling.

I slammed my door shut and pressed my back against it, trying to block out the angry voices. I could hear them in the kitchen and then in the living room, and then their voices would get ouder all the way up to their bedroom.

Why did they always fight? Why couldn't they just stop?

I wasn't a grown-up - I was only seven - but I didn't understand. Why couldn't we just be like the other families I saw? The ones that smiled and laughed and made cookies together. Why was it always like this at home?

Mum ad Dad were always involved in one fight or another.

Their fights never stopped.

Their anger never cooled.

And somewhere along the way, my mother's love for me

nished.

I was nothing more than a disposable variable in their equation. Just a quiet thing

the corner, hoping someone

The negligence.

from my

like this. Mum used to smile at me. She used to hold me tight and

Dad

for fishing rods, showing me how to

hook, telling me to

hair and call me his "little

used to feel like

anymore. I was just

all the time. A family where they would look at me and say, "I love you," and I wouldn't have to wonder

to be there.

like I'd never been loved before. I'd

glass breaking downstairs snapped

Dad yelled. His voice sounded so mean like it always

was

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like this before. She used to be a happy, cheerful woman

She was raceful, kind, beautiful inside and out. She'd smile at every pup and know every

how the tables flipped so hard that she was almost a

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