Breakout

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One evening, I decided go tell him about me moving to a different state.
The look on his face has my heart dropped. It makes me want to take back my words and wished I never said it.

The whole ride home was nothing but silence.
No laughter. No joy.
Not even the radio was on.

I got home feeling like a piece of shit.
There was no kissed when I got out the car, not even a goodbye, see you tomorrow. Kind of thing, the things he always do whenever I got home.

I skipped dinner that night and went up to room for a hot shower.
After that it was a blob of blur.

And the nightmare begins now.

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