I had been saving up for a bit so I could have gotten my mum a gift. It had been her birthday the day it had all happened.
My father had said that he was done with her and done with me. He had TD her that I was to much work and too much out of his hard earned salary.
He hasn't ever worked hard for that money, he'd lied and had cheated to get it. He had always been a theif!
I had heard my mother and him arguaing before i had heard the slam of the door. That point was the point were i had started to hate myself. Since my father had left I had been blaming myself for every bad thing that happened to my mum. It all started when the family had been torn apart...
