Fighting is not always good.

"Oh Daddy"

  One day My sister Erin walked into the room. She said where is my stuff. I told her "i don't have it" we started fighting then my dad walks in and yells at us and starts crying as he walks into the kitchen. I immediately let go of Erin's arm. Me and Erin sit at the table with dad as he cry's. I ask dad why are you crying... My dad says  "because the way y'all fight i hate it so much. I stayed quite. "I'm sending y'all to a camp were y'all can't fight". Me and Erin stayed quite.