Chapter 6

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"How was school today?" my dad asks. I look up from my half finish plate, "everything went good!" I replied. It was silent at the dinner table after that.

My mother try's to break the silence, "How's everything going with Harry?" My dad lets out a sigh of annoyance. "You shouldn't be worrying about him." Seriously? This again? "And why is that? I can worry about whoever I want!" I didn't want to raise my voice but I couldn't take it anymore. I'm tired of my dad doing this.

I get up from my seat, "And where do you think your going?" My father says. I look at him and say, "To my room, I don't need this from you or anybody. It's MY life, not yours and I'm tired of arguing over the same thing."

"Sit back down! You are not allowed to speak to him....in matter a fact, give me your phone!" He said. "No I am not going to let you tell me who I can and can't date. Daddy I love him! And-" he interrupts, "And what? He won't want you after he finds out you will be going off to college, your too young to know what that word even means! Hand it over!" He sticks out his hand, and I place the device in it.

I run upstairs and cry in my bed alone. I just want to be happy, and when I'm with Harry, I am. We talk about a forever and 'always', but it's hard when everyone wants you to fail. I feel like I need a break, Im the one who cares for others and its tiring after awhile. I look at my clock on the night stand. '9:00pm'  I wipe my tears and pull the covers over my head.

*knock knock*

"Go away!" I dont feel like talking.

"I know your upset but your father wants the best for you." my mother says.

"I know, but I cant do this anymore.." She has a worried expression on her face. "What do you mean?"

"Everyone just wants me to be me but I dont know who 'I' am. Sometimes I wonder if Harry and I arent good together, because at the end of the day, with me leaving I know im going to hurt him." The tears just keep falling from my eyes uncontrollably.

My mom sits next to me on my bed and hugs me. "Oh sweety...finding who you are as a person can be hard, but do whats best for you. And if you dont know what that is, then take it step by step until you know whats right." Maybe she is right. Why am I so worried about these things? I have to start taking things day by day because I dont want to regret anything.

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