At breakfast this morning mum and dad said the had been talking to the neighbours and one of them said they saw a young girl trough my bedroom window. I straight away knew they were angry I could tell it in their voices. I'm not exactly sure which kind of mess I'm in but this time I have a bad feeling about it.
" do you know anything about it" mum asked, she sounded like an angry dog whose about to tear a toy into pieces.
" no" I replied trying not to look at her face. "Don't lie" yelled dad , stubbing the butter knife into the wooden table and sounding like a bull dog whose balls have just been sucked out of place.
" I'm not lying"
"Well then explain how they knew there's a child in this house"
I gave no answer to that question.
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Lost in my parents shadow
Teen FictionDo you ever feel trapped behind unknown doors or have those people pulling you back to the ground
