Melody

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That night after we worked on the project by the bridge I got home to an unpleasant sight. The band was sitting in the living room drinking and it seemed my parents had gotten into some sort of fight. I walked in slowly walking to my room hoping to go unnoticed but it didn't seem like that was going to happen. "MELODY?! WHY ARE YOU HOME SO LATE??" My father slurred, clearly the fight was gonna result in me being the problem. "I was at work and then I had to work on a school project" I responded in a whisper. "LIAR" my mother said walking over almost stumbling holding one wrist as she punched me in the eye with the other. I heard the rest of the band giggle behind her, she finally stepped back and said I need another drink and walked away. And with that their anger had disappeared cause someone else had suffered. I walked to my room when they were distracted after standing in place for a while trying to camouflage into the wall. I laid down on my bed after locking the door, it's the first time I had cried in months.

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