Broken Home

22 1 0
                                    

Scootaloo opened the front of of her house. "That's it we'll getting a divorce" Yelled aunt Lofty. "You've said that before Lofty" "I mean it this time Holiday I've had it" Scootaloo snuck through the living room and went to her room. She took out the note from her teacher out of her bag and stashed it with the others

It's not that she's been bad just falling asleep in class is all. Aunt Holiday says she just needs to get enough sleep. Aunt Lofty is never around for to ask her about anything. She did her homework trying to ignore her aunt's fighting. The shouting stopped and the front door opened and slammed. Her aunt Holiday opened her bedroom door

"Hey sweetie how was school?" "Fine" "Did you get in trouble again?" She didn't reply. "You don't have to show me the note did you fall asleep in class again?" Again said nothing. "Came help me with dinner when your done with your homework ok" And she left. The 2 ate dinner in silence. The front door opened and Aunt Lofty came in

"Glad you decided to join us for dinner" "I'm not staying I'm getting some of my things" She put some papers on the table in from of aunt Holiday. "Your your leaving me?" "It looks that way doesn't" She said in the other room. She came back with her purse and her suitcase

"So that's it then after 16 years of marriage and it's over" "I'll be back with the rest of my stuff tomorrow I know your agree to the terms sign tomorrow and we can end this quickly we both don't want to go to court over this" She knelt down beside Scootaloo "Hey I'll still be around I still love you don't you go thinking this was your fault okey"

She kissed her on the head and got up. "See you tomorrow Holiday" And she left.

Aunt Holiday went through the papers after dinner she went to her room. Scootaloo went to look for herself and did. "And on the matter of the charge Scootaloo full custody is granted to Holiday" "No no" And then something else comes to her. Parent Teacher Conference is tomorrow.

Growing PainsWhere stories live. Discover now