Into the Abyss

Chapter I - Explanations

       Nobody really understands until it's too late. They don't understand your type of loneliness. They don't understand your type of empty, until the emptiness swallows you whole and you disappear with it. After that, they still don't fully understand why. You will never understand why, that's how life works. It leaves you with a new emptiness where answers will enter, but you will never receive the one you want. The world will keep spinning, life will go on, and you will never get your answer. Just like a scar, that emptiness will fade but never fully vanish.
          "Roxine!" I look up from my journal and walk to my father nervously. By the sound of his voice I can tell that he is in the kitchen. I finally make it to the kitchen, where he is sitting at the table with an empty plate, clearly drunk, and furious.
         "Where the hell is my damn sandwich?" he says. I have a confused look on my face, not having a clue what he it talking about.
         "WHERE THE HELL IS MY  GOD DAMN SANDWICH YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH?!" He slaps me across the face, and I feel sharp pieces of glass hit my bare feet. He had thrown the empty plate he had inches away from my toes.
      I don't want to get into any more trouble than I am already in, so I say, "I'm sorry sir, I was studying for my exams tomorrow."
       "Seems like a personal issue." he replies. I make his sandwich, gather my books, and pack my lunch.
     "Goodbye sweetheart!" my father yells out the door as I pass him. I don't respond, just keep walking, confused.
    That man is so damn bipolar. You whisper under your breath when you are far enough away from him. What a morning to start off another day in hell.

Hey guys! Please give me suggestions on further events in this story. If y'all want spice just tell me. Excuse the terrible writing I'm literally in 7th grade.