I turned around to the sight of my father.Drunk as hell on the couch; coaxing me to sit by him."Robert...get you ass over here...careful with the beer..."He didn't finish his statement.
I walked around the center table as far away as I could be from him.He didn't...seem stable.I mean when isn't he but not the normal amount of unstablization.I sat at a comfortable distance from him.Noticing a steak knife in his palm."Yes...dad."I stammered.He clenched his beer can."Robert...where were you?"His viens popped out of his forehead. I stood there; no answer. He glared at me. I glared at him. He stood up walking towards me. I stood my ground."I asked you a question you useless piece of shit!" He raised his fist as if he were about to hit me when blue and red lights shown threw the front window. I was safe....
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The Last Straw
Ficțiune adolescențiA 14 yr old boy named Robert is new at his middle school.He trys to lay low but,people notice him,thinking their is something wrong with him.He makes one friend named Joe.Joe is a popular kid(which places Robert a loser)but,doesn't care what people...
