Crying and yelling. I sit next to the window and watch the events unfold. My mom and dad were bickering again, I rolled my eyes. He was drunk, again. I try to ignore it, but I hear a different voice, it was my uncle's. Now, I can't help but to pay attention. The words faded to white noise, and then everything went silent. I look through my window again to see that my father had pulled a gun on my uncle. It stayed silent for too long. "Ethan, don't." My mother silently said. "Watch me." He said and pulled the trigger.
I woke up with a tear in my eye. I grabbed my phone to see what time it was. My phone read 6:28, time for school. I wipe away the tear and prepare for a day of school. I breath in and out, trying to calm myself. I step out of my room to wake up everyone else, but all of them seem to be gone. I shrug it off and I leave to go wait for the bus.
