Arguing :/

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Arguments isn't fun at all. Especially when parents do that in front of you

I don't like it at all. :(

Submitted: March 20, 2012

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I locked myself in my room

tired of this argument

it makes me sick

why must they do this everyday

Don't they love each other?

I hate it

I don't want anything to happen to them

I love them so very much

but will they go to their own separate ways?

What about me? What happen to the family? What about the newborn baby?

I went to bed and pull the covers up to my chest, thinking if this is ever going to end

I hear my mother's sobs from a distance

My father's yelling is terrifying

I cried silently and waited until this situation end

I heard the door shut loud

I crept to the door and opened it quietly and heard silence 

Mom was there, her hands on her tummy, crying uncontrollably 

I sat next to her, and put my arms around her

I cried with her, and said "Everything will be okay, I promise.

you will hurt my brother more, please don't cry. Dad will come back one day."

I kissed her tears away and caress my baby brother on her tummy

"I wish we lived in peace," I thought

Sometimes love isn't always perfect but at the end...It will recover slowly from the pain.


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