Spread your wings (Completed)

Chapter Four

"What do you think your doing?" My dad asked. Turning on my heels, " I um went for a walk," I lied. "At this time of night wearing that?" He said raising his voice. "I felt bad for not letting you go, and had came in here to tell you that you could go, but I came to an empty room. Not only did you disrespect me, but you had the audacity to go out dressed in the attire of an harlot! He said with anger leaking from his voice.

Tears begin to well up in my eyes, and I tried my best not to let them fall. "I'm ashamed to call you my daughter," he spat as he left slamming my door. Soon as he left, the tears leaked from my eyes. My body hit the floor with a thud.

I had never seen my dad this angry before. When he spoke those words, it's like they cut deep. I cried, because I lied. I cried, because let someone talk me into sneaking out. I cried, because my dad was ashamed of me. I cried, because God probably was frowning down at me due to my behavior. When I couldn't produce anymore tears, I pulled myself to my feet.

When I slung my clothes off, I put my t-shirt on and got under the covers. Tossing and turning, I couldn't go to sleep. I decided to say a prayer, instead.
Dear God, I have been disobedient against my parents will. Forgive me, and help me to do better. In Jesus name, Amen.

Minutes later, I drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, I went to school. There was nothing exciting that happened. I explained to Amy about the event that had transpired. She just shrugged it off, and said, "At least you have parents that are around."

During lunch, I asked her what she meant by her statement, earlier. "What are you talking about?" Amy asked. "Remember, when you said,"At least I have parents that are around," I reminded her. "Oh, I just meant my parents are never home. They just leave me money once a week, because their always on some business trip," she explained. "I'm sorry," I hugged her. "It's no big deal, it just gets lonely," she shrugged.

When I got home that evening, I went up to my room to start on my homework. My mom came in and sat on my chair. "Your Father is very disappointed in you," she said looking worried. " "I know mom, I'm sorry," I mumbled. "Sorry doesn't fix the situation, your gonna have to do better than that."

"Mom, I don't know anymore, it's like the older I get, the more everything changes. One day, I'm your sweet little girl, the next I'm doing something I thought I wouldv'e never done." "It's apart of being a teenager, you live and you learn," my mom said before leaving my room.

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