"here it goes...,
Theres one time when I got my final grades, I was living with my mom, dad and my brother that time. When I got my grades it was a fail, I didn't know what to do but to show but I will show it when we are in the hotel which we are going to celebrate with my final grades but they don't know it was a fail.
I arrived at home and we immediately went to the hotel. When we arrived, we went to eat at the hotel downstairs. I brought my grades because my dad said to bring it. We went to eat and thats the time i have to show it to my parents. When they saw it mom was so angry, My mom don't want to see me so my brother decided to go to our hotel room.
We just wait until my parents talk and after a little while dad came to our room. He sat on the edge of the bed and started talking "i was thinking about this..." he then started crying. Me and my brother doesn't know what is happening. "your mother want you guys out of the house so i will be searching a house for you two since you two can live by yourselves." Me and brother cried..., a lot.
"i will just give you money" Me and my brother was so desperate since My mom is also so mad at my brother because my brother always do mistakes.
We now went to the place we are going to eat on the hotel.
Me and my brother eyes were still puffy while we were eating and i guess mom noticed it but she didn't care. After that me and my brother just decided to swim after all of that just to get some fresh air.
While we were swimming i noticed my brother was alright after all of that so i asked "aren't you sad?" he went to me and said "you know, don't think of that because it would hurt you more, you will get nothing thinking it over and over again, you'll be fine"
After some days my father went to me and said "don't do that again because if you made your mom mad again, i am sure that she will kick you out since im in another country working, so please be good to your mom" I kept that.
i really ignored it for one and a half year. it was closed for all those days but now you opened it. Its ok, its all in the past.
Should i say more?" i didn't notice that i was crying saying those. The past really hurts, its like you just want to change that hut its too late.
"Tell me One more of your problem Amy" i nodded.
"i think this is one of my problems that i can't get rid of, it is also one of my weakness in life"
"Friendship means understanding, not agreement. It means forgiveness, not forgetting. It means the memories last, even if contact is lost."
