"They're sending you away" Bucky says with as a sly smile spread across his face. Obviously I already knew that but I played along.
"Why Bucky?" I apply more paint from my messy palette unto the A1 paper
" They love me" I smile looking at the the family portrait I'd just painted.
"You're obviously shitting on their reputation, I mean who wants a daughter who can tell me what I'm gonna wear tomorrow? I would, but not when the press starts to call me a father or mother of a demon possessed child" he says rearranging the block letters on the floor so that they spelled his name.
"Well I don't -"
The door bursts open.
My father is by the door, I catch a whiff of alcohol and I begin to pack up my paint, arranging them from darkest to lightest .
"Ellie who were you talking to?"
His pale face stared back at me
"And what are you doing?" He glanced nervously at Bucky's block letters.
" I was painting the last portrait of us before I move to grandma's"
Something registered on Papa's face but I couldn't quite tell what it was.
"H-how did you-"
Mama emerges from behind Papa, "What's wrong?"
There are dark circles under her eyes; she hasn't had any good sleep in quite some time, the poor woman thought twice about this. And she chose money over me.......her own daughter.
That upset me.
I smile, grab Bucky and walk past them.
"I'm going get packed for tomorrow, goodnight."
I feel their eyes follow me until I shut the door to my room .......
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PertualanganDAVE-THE DAYDREAMER All Dave does is imagine things and the next thing he knows they happen. His mother died when he was young and his father is a useless drunkard who doesn't work...soon there's no money for anything and Dave is being sent to live...
