im-Possible, to be true

Chapter 1

3 years before:

There is no more I do than her, my parents do not stop fighting and my sister, as if that were not enough, she does nothing but clash with me and agree with my mother who does not stop punishing me.

It all happened too quickly I didn't understand anything my parents were talking about divorce to get away and who would have custody of the daughters.

At home I was always closed in my room crying and finding a way to go back to a few weeks before the fight and instead of finding this nice or at least pitiful thing my mother did nothing but tell me that I am identical to my father and that I did not have the right to live in his home.

While at school I hadn't said anything to my friends, although I think they noticed my red eyes and the fact that I no longer drove with my mom in the morning, in fact every day they were constantly asking me if I was okay at some point. A support teacher from a classmate of mine also asked me, but I always replied with the same answer "I'm just tired" or "I went to bed late".

One day back home from school I find two lawyers at home along with a police officer, not even a second passed when I started hearing my parents screaming about divorce.

When I closed the door of the house for a moment there was silence followed by my father who greeted me interrupting the conversation with my mother.

"Good morning" the agent greeted me

"Hello" I replied with a confused expression.

Without getting involved in that business, I went to the kitchen to get something to eat and there I found my sister eating and wading over the phone.
As soon as I entered the room I heard her voice.

"Good morning little sister" with a malicious tone, "how did school go? Ah no wait ... I don't care".

"Nice of you, even if you don't want to know, I tell you anyway ... of wonder" I replied with the same disgust.

"Uh who cares ..." he replied "beloved little sister, you know what's going on with her ?! It's proof that you will be thrown out of the house with that man" made me a lot irritated by the face she was talking to. that moment, "I remind you that" that man "is actually your father too and then you can't know if it will be me who will go away with dad or you with mom" she snorted as she continued to eat.

Our parents had already decided on the custody of the children, in reality it was fine with me that I would have stayed with my father instead of my mother who did not want me and who would beat me.  Maybe that's also why my dad got my custody.

All this seemed impossible to me,
Until a few weeks ago our family was quiet of course obviously the hostility between me and my sister has always been there but in any case it was normal instead now the parents who previously loved each other were discussing the division of assets especially of those who would have the house .

I don't want to leave here too pk I was afraid that besides home I would also move to school.
I did not like this thought at all, in addition to leaving my home I would have to leave my friends, the only anchor of happiness that I could find at that time and in the future.

After a few weeks the lawyers gave my family the distribution of the assets ...