Yesterday was one thing, but today I had enough of it. I walked down the stairs to see my drunken dad buried in the couch. I slowly walked behind the couch into the kitchen and there was a note on the kitchen counter- my moms writing...
Dear echo, I have left to Vegas for a while with Dave
I have left $300 in the kitchen cabinet take care of your father
For a bit, while I'm gone I love you -mom
Really? I'm only 10 years old and she's left me? For God know how many days.... Weeks.... EVEN MONTHS.
I could hear my heart racing in my ears my throat was getting tight and i felt betrayed. I made my way up to my room and picked up a backpack. I thought to myself
I don't have to live like this... I don't understand why I'm still standing in this piece of shit house.
I grabbed the backpack shovelling in clothes,food and one of my favourite books. I scarcely walked downstairs once again trying to not wake my dad and grabbed the $300 dollars.
YOU ARE READING
Alone
RandomHave you ever been upset about your home life? But never actually did something? Well She did.
