Blxblxbl Stories

Alone in a not so quiet room, I can't even be alone to hear my thoughts. 'sigh, but I can't help to feel that I'm right. Walking to the exit of the room and out the door seeing where all the noise was coming from "this is who I chose to believe in." "why are you fighting this time?" I appeal to let my curiosity grow for what started a new deathmatch. "stay out of this brother! You won't help with anything you are not always right about everything you know!" my younger sister yells " don't talk to your brother that way! If he just wants us not to fight." my mother says "you only say that hoping hell be on your side! Because you know you're in the wrong! why would you ever tell such a" "I'm going home see y'all later," I say and they both stop and look at me "where to??" they ask simultaneously." you can't go yet brother what about mom being wrong-"You better not be going to see those faggity sinners!" I sigh again my sister and mother both giving me 'the death stare' "I don't talk with them anymore you don't have to worry." I walk out "WHATS THAT FACE FOR?! ARE YOU ON YOUR BROTHER'S SIDE??!" "no mom"