Short Stories (I don't recommend this)

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I covered my ears so that I can't hear them fighting. But covering it isn't enough, I can still hear them shouting to each other. They're always like that.

I tried myself not to cry. Pero hindi matigil ang pagpatak ng luha sa 'king mga mata.

I hate my father. I hate him so much. He's always hurting my mom, physically and mentally. Hearing my mom's cry breaking my heart.

I'm tired hearing them like this. I'm tired... Emotionally and physically. I'm so tired of all of these.

I want to cry in the front of them and tell how tired I am because of them. I'm depressing because of them. It's killing me.