My Trust

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is about an argument I had with my dad. He was acting like a dick because I wouldn't do as he said and then he threatened something precious to me. My brother, of course, sided with my dad.

Submitted: May 12, 2009

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Its kind of funny. I dont know why, but to me it is. Probably because, of  course, the biggest fight we've ever got in is just a little less than a month before I'm 18. Alcohol just adds more fuel on the fire.

Til hell freezes over.

I like that phrase. Now its got a different meaning. Its a reminder of something I refuse to think about. I've always been able to trust him, so I dont like to think that maybe now I cant.

Think of trust like glass, a clear, shiny sheet of glass..................now put a thin crack straight down the middle. My trust. In them. Not quite broken, not quite whole. And underneath that, is what put that crack there.

Thats what I refuse to think about. Maybe if I'm lucky, the shiny glass will glare in my eyes and not allow me to see through. And maybe hell will freeze over.


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