Just Feeling Frozen

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I saw that pale,white,ugly,red eyed girl picking up my dads vases and just throwing them on the carpet. I ran over to try to stop her. But I just kept stepping on the broken glass and it mad me scream with pain and fear. My dad ran upstairs and started yelling at me.

"You little! Why would you do this! I mean I...I...I... Ugh honey this took a week to make! I will have to make you stay home alone for a week or so so now I have to stay at work for a week! Why did you do this!"

In the middle of my deep breaths of trying not to cry from pain if my feet and him thinking it was my fault I said, " I didn't do it on purpose! I was mad mom isn't alive anymore I guess and I just threw stuff!" I breathed so hard.

" You know what! Never ind just stay at home for a week by your self ok?!?" He stomped downstairs and got in his car and left.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 10, 2013 ⏰

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