He glared at me from across the room.
I already knew the drill.
Don't say a word and go to your room. That was normally what happened. But tonight was different.
Just as I was preparing for him to shout he turned around and walked back into the kitchen.
That's weird.
He never turns away he always shouts until you leave.
I am now utterly confused.
Questions start buzzing through my head.
What's happened?
What's wrong with him?
Have I done something?
Why is he acting like this?
Still confused I went up to my room as I normally do when my dad is home.
I was up there for about 3 hours when I finally plucked up the courage to go downstairs and ask my mum.
Stupid mistake. Idiot.
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Confessions of a teenage mess up.
Teen FictionIs the smile the real thing? Looks can be deceiving after all. Hi I'm Lolita and I am kinda a mess up. You can't speak to me. You can't get involved with me. I will ruin you.
