When I came home, My father was already home. He was sitting on the couch watching a football game. Hi Dad I said and he was like GO TO YOUR ROOM! I went to my room after I grabbed an apple. I sat on my bed, and read my Book. It's my favorite book of all time. Then, my farther came up the stairs, and he started yelling, and he slammed my mother's door open, and started yelling. And then, started hitting her. I yelled ENOUGH. And ran in her room and yelled, JUST STOP! LEAVE HER ALONE! He ran to me and hit me, and I fell down the stairs, and I got up, and yelled it again, but louder. He just got angry, and came down stairs, and just say down on the couch and watched the game. I'm tired of him, thinking he can over power us.
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A Quiet Girls Journal
Teen FictionThis girl, uses her Journal, to keep track of everything. And to also say how her day has been going as well. This girl, is quiet, so she keeps her secrets hidden away, The truth, has to be told sometime.
