He's supposed to come to get me again tonight. My mom told me yesterday that she doesn't want me to go. I don't know how to tell her that I don't want to stay with her.
I don't want to hurt her.
She may seem rude and cruel to others but deep down I still love her. I can't help it. She still is my mother.
But he still is my father.
Mother and Father. Father and Mother.
Why, oh, why can't they just get along?
It would make things so much simpler if they did.
I'm not saying that they must fall back in love and get back together.
I just want them to tolerate each other enough to keep this custody battle from continuing any longer because to be quite frank. I'm sick of it.
I'm sick of having to choose between them.
I'm sick of being told bad things by one about the other.
I'm sick of trying not to take sides.
I just want everything to work out the way it's supposed to. Is that too much to ask?
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The Misunderstood
ContoThis was a project that we had to do in English... And I decided to post it cause I'm actually kinda proud of it lolol. I wrote this entire story and unfortunately it is not fiction. This is all real life accounts from well... my life.
