At Home

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Your cooked....

The car ride back to the house felt like hell, you felt as if you were dancing off the edge of the last step to hell as all you could see in that car ride was your dads eyes are piercing through the rear view mirror the whole time.

But now that your home it's past time to dinner, you've had your bath and everything and the dinner table is quiet until the silence was broken and as you heard the voice of your father your head shot up at his words shocked and slightly annoyed as he announced.

"You're going to visit the country side this coming school holidays" he said as you sat stunned trying to take in the news.

"But dad I had plans this holiday-" your mother interrupted you mid sentence as you tried to debate against their decision almost whining.

"That's final." She said sternly "why would you behave in such a way in the first place, this isn't how we raised you this isn't the way and you should've already known that" she said face planting into her palm disappointed.

As you tried to speak up again to go against their word you dad spoke up "that's final she said, go up to your room we'll be dropping you off to your aunt and uncle early in the morning tomorrow"

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