Oh, Megan

Part 2

I ate barely one slice of bread, but my mom had enough of me so threw the rest out. She probably expected me to clean my own dishes, while it wasnt even my own choise to use them. She didnt even look at me, but just walked away. Leaving me with these dishes. I decided to be a good daughter for once, and put it into the dishwasher. I was so done with my mom. No wonder that i was an accident. It clearly showed.
As i walked back to my room, i heard my mom running upstairs, going after me. She gabbed my arm and pulled me back.
'uhm, excuse me lady, where do you think you' re going?'
I was flabergasted.
' well, i was on my way to my room. I was about..' but my mom interupted my sentence.
' no, you weren't about to do anything! Not without my premission.'
It was quiet. I wasn' t bothered by what she said and would've walked on, but my mom had my arm still in her hand. She sighed and rolled woth her eyes.
'I am so done with you. I just don' t know how i can handle you. I don't know what i can do to make you listen.'
I litterly stood there, waiting on what was going to happen next. I did'nt say anything and she still talked to me like i ended up in the hospital with overdosis of drugs and alcahol.
But okay, i let it get off my back and tried to get myself out of her strong hand. She let go, turning her head off and sighing, again.