Forget

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Okay, I'm not asleep yet. Too much on my mind. So, yesterday, which was Saturday, my parents where at it. And I woke up this morning to them. My dad, when he was dropping me off at my friends house he told me to forget all about the fighting. As if it's that easy. How does one forget about their parents fighting? How does one forget that they caused their parents to fight? How does one forget about the suicidal intentions of the past, the depression of now? How does one forget the moment when they couldn't trust their parents? How does one forget thinking that if he wasn't alive or born that my parents would have split up and never fight with each other? How does one forget that the majority of their friends are friends because I made them pity me? Tell me, Emma, how does one forget?

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