I was just sleeping when yelling began. I get up quickly. Breathing heavily, I nudge Buddy. He's my dog. The yelling was coming from my parents. They've began arguing lately. It's not really fun being the only child. I walk to the door, slowly. I hear something smash. I quietly open the door. They're at each others' throats, again. I cloes the door, Buddy runs to me and jumps in my lap. He starts whimpering. I pet his soft fur. I slowly close my eyes. Imaging how life could've been perfect. I remember when we use to eat and watch movies together before.
Suddenly, it was quiet. Too quiet. I open the door. No one in sight, I walk to the kitchen. Something touches my ankle. I turn around. It's just Buddy. He barks, I shush him. I open the window. The light shines down on smashed fruits, broken glass, and spilled liquids. I get nervous. I hear a cry from the living room. I grab a broom, for some reason. I slowly walk there, with Buddy growling by me. A shadowy figure looms over me. I start to wave the broom at it. A voice calls,"What are you doing?". I look up and see... MOM!! I drop the broom and hug her. Buddy barks, happily. She smiles at him.
I notice a deep cut on her arm. I ask about the cut and she hides it. She stutters,"Don't worry, sweetie. Now go pack up. Um...we're going.. on a trip.:. I ask her if he was coming along. She looks surprised and her face darkens. She points to my room. I nod and start walking there. Buddy races there and lays down in his doggy bed, watching me. Once I was done, I went to the car. I sit down and put on my headphones. Buddy hops in my lap. Ieat my cookies, while listening to my jams. Mom starts the car. I stare out the windows, falling asleep.
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Out Of Breath
General FictionHaru Lonaru is a mute 17 year old highschooler. He expreiences some hard times in his life. His parents are divorced. He's being bullied. But he finds some hope left. How will he get his parents back? Will he survive it all? Can things get worse on...
