Okay so urm I published this story originally on quizilla but I found this website so I have decided to publish it on here.
"Megan," my father called from the bottom of the stairs "breakfast," he added. Walking out of my room at a slow speed unsure of what kind of mood he was in as he called me by my name normally it's sweetheart or when he's in a foul mood it's Megs. With him calling me Megan I was not to know what mood he was in.
Making my way into the kitchen I saw he was in an ok mood as he gave me a bright smile, I gave him a small one back so he would not think anything was wrong. He put the plate pancakes in front of me and he sat down opposite me "I'll take you to school today if you want," he stated. I looked at him and just gave him a small smile. I didn't want him taking me to school but I didn't want to anger him either so I say ok and eat most of my pancakes.
The car ride to school was just bearable for me. I wasn't much of a talker and he knew that but toda...