My mother and dad still be at the hospital with my borther and Salma. It's her fault if I cut her, she started to being homophobic and what she said doesn't make sense. I think I cut her very deep there is a lot of blood in the corridor. I should probably clean it, if someone come, they would think someone was killed.
It's 7 pm and they are not home. I did all of my homeworks and I want to eat.
It's 9pm. I'm on the sofa and I am watching a movie when I hear the sound of a car, it's them:
- We are home ! Said my mother.
- I'm in the living room. I said
- What is that ? She said. You ate it ?
- I was hungry. I answered.
- It was for your brother ! She said.
- I ate his dinner, he sould eat mine.
- I can't eat your dinner. My brother said.
- It's not poison. Is it ? Is there drugs in it ?
- Liam, you can eat her dinner. Said my dad.
- I won't eat her dinner !
- You are acting like a child. Said my dad
- He is. I said.
- I'm not a child, you idiot. I'm five years older than you !
- You should go now. Said my dad. It's late.
- I won't go because this-
- Liam, Now ! Said my dad
- Okay, see you tomorrow. Bye mom.
He left the house.
- How is she ? I said.
- Good. My dad said. Well, good enough to say that you were " a little pyshopath who tried to kill her because you can't appreciate the real good people in this world" .
- Her words ?
- Yes.
- I did not tried to kill her.
- I trust you. You were in the kitchen, were you trying to cut the carrots your mom told you to eat ?
- I'm sorry... I- I- I don't remember.
- Don't be sorry, we all forget things.
I'm glad my dad trust me, he always do, I can't say that of my mom.
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Teen FictionMy name is Elizabeth and I'm 16 years old. I've brown hair, brown eyes and I'm very small. I also have a secret I can't tell anyone. They will never know the truth about me, ever...
