My...
My parents fought today..
And I don't know what to do...
I feel to much...
Too much sorrow...
Is a house even a home once the love is gone...
It's too much for a child to bear...
But luckily for me...
I am no longer a child...
Though I am just 13...
I've learned how to deal with these things...
It's only happened three times...
But this time it is much more...
Severe..
I for once...
Don't know what to do...
In many times when they have fought....
Don't know...
What to do....
The first time they fought....
It was a mess...
It was because of me...
I shouldn't have asked for a glass of water before bed...
If I didn't...
Maybe they would've never fought...
But then....
Then I would've never learned how to deal with these...
These types of things....
I've always told myself from that day that...
That things...
Happen for a reason...
Of this didn't happen then that wouldn't happen...
I would compare things and try to coupe...
It happened again when I was eight..
For eight years before they fought again...
Then they fought again when I was nine..
And now it's happened again...
All these fight have happened for 10 years...
Including this one...
Can you imagine...
Little three year old me...
Having to deal with that...
At such a young age...
But I know others have dealt with the same things..
But for different reasons...
This..
Is not the last fight they'll ever have...
I pray that it may never be as horrible as the one they just had...
I can only pray and hope...
Hope for the best...
