Fight On
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- Partes 4
I hear the plate crash against the wall and break. Again. My parents are still fighting over which kind of pudding I like best, three days later. Are they rational about it and simply ask me which kind of pudding I like? No, of course not. Am I going to just straight out tell them? No, of course not because then I would be picking sides; giving them another reason to fight. I'm sitting on the roof and I think to myself, what am I doing here? Let me put it this way: have you ever been so unhappy with your life, yet you do absolutely nothing about it? That's me, and I'm so sick of it. Tonight, I'm out of here.
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