Chapter 5

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I squealed. Twin Atlantic were coming to England on tour and I couldn't wait. I had already booked the tickets for me and Amelie. FRONT ROW! I knew she was just as excited as me, as I had seen her bobbing her head when listening to their music, and dancing around the room.

We were doing some shopping and as I was picking up the things we needed, Amelie kept asking for different things around the shop. "Alright Amelie, you can have one thing," I said not really paying attention to what she was looking at. After a few minutes I heard a loud crash. I looked up and Amelie was holding a cute cup that said her name on it, but the rest of the cups seemed to be on the floor, smashed. I groaned, and looked at the six year old in front of me. The shop was in total chaos, so I grabbed my daughter's hand and quickly walked away from the scene. I couldn't be doing with sorting out the problem. I was just too tired.

Once we got home I sent Amelie to her room. I had told her to get something but she had made a big mess, and caused a lot of unnecessary trouble. I felt slightly bad for leaving the mess without taking responsibility for the problem, but I couldn't deal with the hassle. I felt physically and emotionally drained.

I was laid in bed thinking when Amelie walked into my room quietly. "Mummy?" she whispered. I looked at her. "I'm sorry," she said bursting into tears. I hugged her, and rubbed her back as she sobbed in my arms. I felt bad for leaving her in her room, she was only six, and I had totally ignored her leaving her to feel bad about herself. I felt like a horrible mum, but I promised myself that I would never leave Amelie to feel bad about herself no matter what.

About ten minutes later her sobs ceased and turned into sniffles and her breathing evened out. I picked her up, and laid her down on my bed next to me. I laid back down myself and closed my eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

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