Chapter 15

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I opened the front door of my house to find my dad sitting on the couch, and staring off into space with his hand covering his eyes.

"Dad, what's wrong," I asked, walking towards him. 

"Mom and I will talk about it when she comes in here," He said, his voice cracking.

I instantly knew it was bad news.

My mom walked in the house. 

"Mom, whats wrong with dad?" I asked.

She walked to the couch, and sat down with my dad and I. 

"Abby, I don't know how to say this but," She paused.

"What?" I asked, softly.

"Your dad and I are...no longer being together," 

"What?" I asked, confused.

"Your dad is getting an apartment, we're getting di-divorced," My mom said crying.

"No, no! Please, please don't!" I said. 

"I'm so-"

I ran up to my room, crying, and slammed the door.

I plopped onto my bed, screaming and crying, "It's not fair! It's not fair!"

But for a second, something was wrong. My breathes were fast, and not at a normal pace. Then I realized something:

I couldn't breathe.

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