Arguing

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*Kalvin's Pov*

"WHY DID YOU STEAL MY $300 DOLLARS YOU PIG?!" Screams my older sister, Lucy.

"I DIDNT STEAL IT, QUEEN! I BORROWED IT!" Shouts my older brother, Jackson.

My mother walks up to me. I was hiding behind my bedroom door, nearly crying.

"Kal, please mind the arguing. It's alright" my mother says, rubbing my back.

"I'm (sniff) sc-scared" I cry.

My mum kisses my forehead and walks to my older siblings.

"YOU DO NOT CARE IF YOU HAVE A YOUNGER BROTHER! HE IS 15! YOU ARE OLDER THAN 20! BE MINDFUL! YOU DONT EVEN HAVE JOBS THATS WHY YOU'RE LIVING HERE! IF YOU'RE NOT GOING TO SHOW ANY RESPECT IN THIS HOUSE, GET OUT!" My mum shouts.

"OUT, OUT, OUT! DO IT OUTSIDE YOU DOGS!" My mum cries as my dad comes to comfort her.

"Amanda please don't cry. Your chil-" My dad stops, looks at me and shuts my door.

I turn around, lean on my door and slide down.

I bawl my eyes out then eventually, I sleep.

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