March 14, 2014
I couldn't write on my diary lately, it's a long story, but I will tell it anyways.
So when I was done writing my diary entry on March 9th, my dad came home on 11:30 AM that day, he was drunk, of course, then he told me to make him something to eat, I obeyed him, beacause If I didn't I would get 2 Blue eye's today, and I didn't want that because 1 blue eye was enough.
I decided to make him Chicken Noodles, I filled the metal tea pot with cold water from the sink, then I put it on the stove.
When the Metal Tea Pot began to boil, I turned off the stove, and poured the hot water in the Chicken Noodles, then I picked it up, and I was headed for the table where my dad was sitting and waiting for his food to come.
As I was about to reach the Table, I tripped on a chair, and the Chicken Noodles flew out my hand, and into my dad's lap, the boiling hot water spilled on his jeans.
He stood up, and started to scream, he looked at me, I knew that he was ferocious at me, I said I'm sorry In the lowest way possible, he didn't say nothing, he went somewhere, and came back with a wrench, after that I don't remember much from that night.
YOU ARE READING
Sadden
Mystery / ThrillerMy dad hates me, My mom died when I was 3, My brother died of drug overdose 2 years ago, and I live in hell. This story is NOT based on my life.
