The good child (Short story)

The good Child

They say I'm a good child. And I am. I don't get into trouble. I follow my parent's advice. Y'ha know, they say "Parents know best" right?

I want to make their wishes come true from small to big things. For they've missed their chance just to give me a good future. I know how much they sacrifice and I know how much pain it is to stay in a relationship that they're weren't supposed to be in. I always hear it at the back of their door every night. I hear both of their cries.

I feel helpless for them. And as a good child that I am, I want to help. But I couldn't. See, I just love them so much that's why I always make sure to give them what they want for as much as I can.

Tonight they get into a fight again. And I clearly hear them say the thing that I'm not prepared to hear yet.

They say, they're better be off dead. They wish to leave than to live like this.

I love my parents.

And tonight, I know what to do.

For they say I'm a good child,

And I am.