Please Don't Give Up On Me

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July 4, 2014

Mom took me to see the fireworks tonight. Dad was "working late" again. No loss there. Things are a lot more fun when I'm spending time with just my mom.

The fireworks were beautiful. My favorites are the ones that burst into shimmering weeping willow shapes. They have the most gorgeous showers of sparkles. I love watching the bright explosions shatter the night sky. I love the thunderous sound they create; the way my heart skips a beat when they go off.

Dad just got home a few minutes ago. I heard him come in through the back door. That's highly unusual. I don't think he's ever come in that way before. It's 12:00; he's really late. My mom is yeling again, but he isn't fighting back this time.

I hate him.

Goodbye,

Sarah