I Wouldn't Change a Thing

After another horrid day, i threw my backpack at the couch in anger. I slam myself to the floor and lay there on my stomach and cry silently. Then i hear a quite little angelic voice say " mommy whats wrong?" And i realize that my uncle Nathan was standing there. And Brandon was at my side. "its Friday, thats the day that he goes to preschool? Why isn't he there?" I ask and sniffle sitting up a bit.

Nathan P.O.V

" i just thought that he might want to spend a little more time with me. I only babysit him on Wednesdays and Thursdays." I say quietly. I knew that she was having a hard time adjusting to being a single parent but i cant take Brandon. I have to work 7 days a week. It just wouldn't work for my family of 5 kids and a wife anyway. " i could take him for the weekend i guess, if you have any friends or anything that you wanted to do." I suggest quietly.

( hey everybody! My name is Nikki and I'm the writer! This is just a little experiment to try and see if I'm a good writer or not. So please comment, and tell me how I'm doing. I would really appreciate it. Thank you!)